The moment Lily opened her eyes, she realized she was lying on a cold, wet surface. With a painful groan, she pushed herself up to sit on the ground. The dark graveyard scene sparked her memory, one that she wished wouldn't resurface. With a trembling hand, she touched the back of her head. The caked blood was a tangled mess within her short hair, and it was then the sudden realization hit her. Jack wouldn't be there anymore to patch her up, or give her the same advice he did every time she came to him for help. She now felt cold, although Lily wasn't sure if it was because of what had happened to her or if it was due to a temperature drop. She stood up without much trouble, looking in all directions to make sure her attackers weren't there with her. After deciding it was relatively safe, she started walking back through the same path she'd used earlier to visit Jack.

A few minutes later, Lily found herself on the sidewalk, directly across a diner that appeared to be closed due to the dim lighting, but had a customer sitting on one of the tables. Or maybe it was an employee? She paid no mind to it, and instead, dug inside her bag to fetch her phone. Lily sighed and shook her head when she found out that her phone was dead, and looking up at the diner again, she decided she might as well ask them for a small favor. She crossed the street at an increased pace, even though there were no cars around. Once she reached the other side, she proceeded to walk around to the main entrance and knock on the door.