Clouds covered the sky above Amity Park. The light of the sun barely made it to the ground.
It was the kind of day Sam used to enjoy.
Now though, she was on her way to her best friend's grave.
She'd always had a dark outlook on life. There were few people she trusted, And one of them had their life taken away from a gun of all things. The boy who had saved the town from ghost attack after ghost attack had been cheated of his life. Of growing up and starting a family.
Her eyes welled with tears.
She remembered all his fights, all his victories, all of the dangers he had faced, only to die by a bullet.
She continued her solitary march to the place where his body now rested.
The graveyard was peaceful. It would seem almost inviting if she had been there for another reason.
She weaved in and out among the headstones before finding his.
Daniel Fenton 1990-2005 We'll miss you always
Sam stared at the words she and Tucker had carved into the stone one night. Her voice cracked as she whispered them.
"A hero to the end."
She dropped to the ground and made herself comfortable. This had become a familiar ritual to her. Two or three times a month she would just come and talk to him. She wasn't in denial, she just missed her friend.
"Hey Danny, Happy Birthday. I wish you were here to celebrate it. We all really miss you. Your mom and dad are taking it okay. They figure you're just living a different kind of life. But Jazz, this is really hurting her. She tried, she really did, but she hasn't been the same since it happened. I wish there was something I could do, but she won't let anyone help her. She just keeps moping, she stopped paying attention in school, stopped doing her work. She even started skipping. Luckily her grades before this managed to get her to the end of the year. I don't know if she'll be the same, but I think she's doing better. Not much, but a little."
Sam took a deep breath. "It's hard. We keep going, but, it's not the same. We miss you so much. It's hard to believe it was only six months ago. We were so happy. Just the three of us hanging out. Then it was gone. Like it never was. I wish I'd told you that I love you. Sometimes I just feel like giving up, but I know you would never want that. You'd want me to stay strong. So I will. I'll stay strong for you Danny. I won't walk that path."
A solitary tear dropped onto the grave. Sam pressed her fingers to her lips, and then to the headstone. "Talk to you soon."
Sam picked herself up from the ground. She gently brushed her skirt off and started to walk away.
A ray of light broke through the clouds. She looked up and saw it shining through the limbs of a tree.
A small black bird stared at her.