‘You are kidding me! I bought a pallbearers team!’
The black-haired boy watched the skeletons jigging up and down with the coffin on their shoulders as they approached the stake. He felt like an i***t.
‘It cost me 2,500 points! I bought this stuff with 2,500 points! What can I use it for? For my own funeral?’
He put a hand to his chest and felt the pain before a heart attack, but he soon jumped up from the ground and decided to make a final effort.
“Stop!”
Ten minutes later.
Roy lay on the lawn staring at the blue sky and the white clouds with a pair of eyes resembled that of a dead fish. The six skeletons were staying by the side of the black coffin, as if they were waiting for his funeral to start.
After testing, Roy now fully understood that…that stuff couldn’t be used for a batt
