Grass and stone monuments stretched as far as the eye could see. Will was first unfamiliar with this environment, but soon his sixty-four mind clicked into gear and he regained full consciousness. His mind went into the depths of its subconscious and instantly told
Will where he was.
With a foreboding feeling, Will turned his head sideways, only to see what he had been dreading in his heart. A simple grey tombstone stood erect. Indeed, this was a graveyard.
'Here lies Bastian Chamberlain.''Here lies Bastian Chamberlain.'
Nothing else was written on the tombstone, no age, no date of birth or date of death; nothing. As if the inscribers had no idea what to put. The tombstone itself was extremely plain. A simple erect rectangular slab. The desolate feeling the grave gave one was intense,
