My body is stiff and my skin is cold, I wondered what and why I'm dressed in my finest in a coffin. Why my favorite treasures were right next to me as if I had just died? What had happened to me? I woke in a coffin with no knowledge of how I got there but somehow found myself in this strange place that looked like a church. There was nothing in the world more unsettling than finding yourself in a funeral home. This particular funeral home, however, was unlike anything I’d ever seen before. It looked old but still new, as well as strange. It's like a cathedral or something and it didn't seem to fit within the town it resided in. I tried looking out the window but all I could see were trees. The sky was dark and cloudy with heavy clouds obscuring the moonlight from above. Even though I knew the day had begun I didn't know where exactly to begin. I was dead but alive at the same time. How did I die then? How can I be here now? I turned around to look around me, hoping someone would come in and tell me what was happening, but there wasn't anyone else in the room so I figured I would have to figure things out on my own. Someone mourned me, flowers in vases surrounded me. I wondered how long I’ve been down here?