As I sat there I began to notice all the people gathered around me. I was confused at first but started to think why I should care. So I sat there as people would come, cry, and leave. It wasn't till my mother came and cried that I began to wonder. What's going on and why is everyone crying near me. That's when I noticed my surroundings. I wasn't at my apartment. I was at a church in a casket. When Avery Walters wakes up, it's not in her bed; it's in a casket. That's not the only weird thing, though. The only thing she remembers from the night before is a mysterious black shadow before an inky blackness surrounds her. Then, she starts seeing this unusual looking boy staring at her right before she falls into unconsciousness. What's happening to her? What happened that one night? Why is she dead and why is she still lingering in this world? This isn't just some simple life of a ghost. This is a life of girl trying to find out why and how she got... murdered. Once, only ghosts were undefined, but now life is too.