That night, Charlotte Allison had a dream.
She dreamt of what happened after she died in her previous life.
After she died, it was Henry Shipton, Sarah Joseph, and Eason Chalmers who held a funeral for her.
On the day of the funeral, she sat on the headstone, watching them. She couldn't hear their voices or feel their sorrow; all her senses were gone except for sight.
At that time, she didn't even know who she was.
She just watched them, watched as people slowly dispersed, and in the end, she was the only one left sitting on the headstone, not knowing what she was waiting for.
After that, for half a year, Henry came and went, Sarah came and went, and Eason came and went...
She saw their tears, saw them speaking, saw the expressions on their faces...
But she could only watch.
It continued until the end of the year she died.
That day, it snowed heavily, a vast expanse of white before her eyes, with no signs of life, only rows of standing gravestones.
