A sweet breeze blows by the dirt, letting a few pieces of the ground unearth. A whistling sound goes through the wind blowing speckles of rock and debris across the land. Something pushes against the opening of the ground. Almost like a slamming sound. The ground splits, letting open the escape of a lifeless beautiful female human body. Giga gripped to the roots from the underworld. As the roots spread around and grow into a garden of trees, bushes, and flowers around her. Her body is cold, but it slowly warms as the dirt on her eyelids begin to fall to her cheek. Her brown eyes open and she feels oxygen join her lungs. She inhales while her big pretty eyes feels the feeling of life again. Her mind says to her self. I'm back. Garden gripped.