She is dead.

There is black all around, and the coffin is carried. It is cold, much too cold. There is a girl, silently watching. She wears a veil of black.

She is trying to hide her tears.

Soon, the coffin is buried, and the ceremony ends.

She is alone again.

"Baa-chan."

That person is no more.

"Come back."

Don't leave me alone.

"Please."

I'm scared.

"Obaa-chan!"

Don't cry.

"Why?"

Don't leave me behind.

"Please."

No...

"I'm alone."