Spencer Daemon

Carried by the gentle breeze into a certain coffin, a small leaf settled down on the forehead of a sleeping child. "It's time to wake up, dear." Opening his eyes, the child took the leaf and stared at it for a moment when a tear suddenly trickled down his face. "Take care...." He looked around and saw flowers, trees and finally... a silhouette of a couple that was moving far away. His instinct kicked-in, he tried to jump out of the coffin but his body was too weak to move so he fell down. Although he couldn't move his feet, he forced his small body to crawl. Crawling slowly that mud had already covered his face, he opened his mouth and shouted, "Maarhh, Paarh! Dun reave!" The silhouette stopped for a moment before completely fading away. The child continued to crawl towards where the silhouette disappeared while shouting the same thing over and over again. "Dun reave...Spen-c-cer." The last thing he remembered when he blacked out was a gentle breeze of wind carrying him to his coffin.