Rain poured from the sky, as if the clouds were weeping. Gathered around an open grave in the center of a clearing, the Creepypastas were mourning the loss of a beloved member. The proxies managed to get a hold of a purple coffin and looked down with sorrow at the body within. It hurt everyone to see that Lupin, the one who brightened up everyone's day, was dead. No one thought she would ever die, but the truth crashed down on them hard. As everyone said their final goodbyes and placed flowers on the casket, Jeff and Laughing Jack stepped up to take their turns. They could barely keep their tears from falling. Jeff had to keep his teeth clenched so he wouldn't yell. It would be disrespectful to Lupin.
"I'm sorry, Lupin."
Jeff placed the rose he held with the others. He waited for LJ to do the same before heading back to the mansion. He went straight to his room and laid down, his heart feeling like it was going to break even more than it already was. Finally, he couldn't contain his grief anymore and let his tears fall. He didn't even care if anyone heard him.
