Amongst a Twisted Funeral

Hi! Welcome. You don’t know me, but I’ve heard so much about you! They call me Seth, and It’s so incredibly intriguing that you’re here. But- you seem like you’re confused on what’s happening, exactly. See. This is your Funeral, my friend. Oh silly me, of course! You wouldn’t have any recollection at all of what you were. As you can see, or not see, we’re the last of your memories! You’re practically a sprite *chuckles* many things here don’t make sense, but does life ever make sense? Of course, we would have to be your ‘influencer’, per say.

Since we technically reside in a state of ‘passing’,
I wouldn’t be able to elaborate any further without your complete and utter focus. I’ve known individuals to pass from life-to-life, but we all seem to stay the same. Often, we wait for your return. Even mere memories can fade without a kindred audience, such as you. Your name? Well. We’d have to find ‘you’ first, wouldn’t we?what are you, you ask? Catching on. You’re just another Twisted Funeral.