At another place…
The twins are tiptoeing through the rain, waking the corpses in the graveyard as they walk through the cemetery. The bandaged boy looked at his twin-tail-haired twin, shyly follow him around from behind. His arm reached for the shy girl's palm, the pale-looking girl accept his brother's hand.
The young boy tells him to be careful with her step as she swings his hand to wake up the army of the dead.
"Anna, careful with your steps" the boy grabs her hand as she pulls her closer to him. "We don't want you to stumble and lost your way again".
"I'm sorry Javi, sorry for being such a burden" the girl shyly holds his brother's hand tighter. " don't want to make you feel bad for taking care of a sickly girl-".
