{Warning: Depiction of a Funeral}
It was a cloudy day for the people of the institution as they walked towards the crowded grave.
"Can you still believe it?" A young blonde girl with heavy British accent said to her companion. "I sure can't. I mean, I always thought that Uncle Jennings would live even after I was dead. He just had that kind of energy about him. He once helped me with my shopping when my grandma was ill you know. I always envied Dean Jennings for having such a great man as his father figure."
The man beside her sighed. "And yet, he died of Qi Eruption. Such a horrific way to die. I heard that Qi Eruption is similar to birthing pain since it is also tearing of the insides."
The young woman gave the man a disgusted look before speeding up her pace.
The man scrambled after her, grovelling about his stupid words.
Lightning struck across the sky and thunder roared.
