On a calm morning, in a wooded cemetery, a hand comes out of a muddy grave. Seconds later, a head of a bloody, muddy, girl emerges gasping for air. The girl claws at the mud trying to get out of the hole. When she does get out, she rolls over and starts crying. After she gets done celebrating, she heads into the woods to find the guy who buried her. When she arrives to the cabin, she sees that the RV is gone and the cabin is empty. So she goes down the road to find the nearest town.
Several hours of walking, she finds a truck parked on the side of the road. The truck is empty, but the keys are in the visor. As she gets in, she notices a red tent out in the woods. As she walks up to the tent, she finds bodies of some campers. Before she could do anything, a police car pulls up. A man gets out of his car and begins to yell at the girl. Suddenly he stops and lowers his gun. He calls her by a name that she has never heard of. He then climbs back in the car and starts talking on the radio, calling in the crime and insisting that the sheriff come over immediately. He then gets out of his car and opens his trunk pulling out a blanket. He goes back to the girl and wraps her up, telling her that it was alright and places her in the front seat of the cop car.
While waiting for the rest of the cops to arrive, the girl convinces the cop that she didn’t remember anything and that she woke up in the woods and stumbled on the campsite while looking for help and that the blood all over her was her own. Finally, when sheriff arrives, he gets out of the car and runs up to the girl and starts kissing her. He asks if she is okay and if she remembered what happened. That was when the girl realized that she was in the body of his wife.
The sheriff tells the cop who found her that she could be questioned after she got home and took a shower. He didn’t want to bring her to the station in fear of people seeing her covered in blood. The way to his house was quiet and the girl, being relieved that she was finally safe, fell asleep. They got to the house and when she saw what it looked like she was hit by a wave of jealousy. It was a one story brick house with flowers and a picket fence. As she walked up to the house, she stopped to smell the flowers. As she looked into the purple tulip, she imagined how at peace the woman must have been when planting the garden. She was incredibly jealous of the dead wife. She wished that she was the wife, still back in the mud puddle. She wished that she could have the peace and silence the death offered instead of having to hear the hellish screams of her past lives.
In the shower, the girl decides to pretend to be the wife and try to live a normal life. She liked the house and the husband seemed nice. She didn’t want to ruin the poor man’s life by telling him the truth. No, she was going to let him believe that she was his wife. She was going to live dangerously and hope for happiness. Meanwhile, while she is in the shower , the sheriff goes into the living room. He pours himself a glass of brandy and pulls his gun out for when the girl comes into the room. He knew that she wasn’t his wife. He killed his wife and left her in a ditch in the woods. Whoever or whatever that girl was, he was going to find out.
When the girl gets done in the shower she goes into the living room to talk to the sheriff. When she gets there, she is shocked to see the man holding a gun towards her head. He then asks her if she would like a glass of brandy. She says no and he says it’s a shame because it’s the best brandy the town has to offer. He then tells the girl that they both know that she wasn’t his wife. He says that his wife cheated on him with one of her coworkers and was going to leave him. He refused to let her go, not because of the love he had for her, but because he would not have her squash his pride “like a ripe tamata”. So naturally he killed her. He hit her with a shovel when she was gardening in the backyard. He hated that garden, she loved that garden more than she loved him. So how appropriate for her to die in the garden that she loved so dear. He then drove deep into the woods and dumped her body in a ditch. So she could see to his surprise when he got called down to a murder scene where his wife was alive. He then demands the truth from the girl.
She sat down and took a big breath in to start the story, but before she could exhale, there was a gunshot and the man slumped in the chair dead. She then spins around and sees a man in a black suit holding the smoking gun. He introduced himself as Kevin and said that they better get out of there before the cops came. Kevin wouldn’t tell her who he was or why he shot the man, not that he didn’t deserve it. She didn’t know where he was taking her and she didn’t care. She oddly felt safe with him. She knew somehow that he wouldn’t hurt her. And so they both drive off into the Nevada desert to their next destination, Las Vegas.
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