My uncle Luis, the gravedigger of the town, was the first who realized that people were returning to life. Early in the day, still morning, he heard a knock on the graves of one of the largest mausoleums. He thought it was a trapped animal, but then heard the voice of a woman. Without thinking and used the pick, he broke the stone and the wall of the mausoleum, took the box and opened it... next he found nothing.

