Chapter 19 : Contents

• Lisa unlocked the key lock to her darkly polished wood coffin. The lock was inlayed smoothly into the wood, allowing the coffins surface to remain sleek. She had the key tied around her neck on a small but strong metal chain, along with her military dog tags.
• The shop owner noticed the tags and gestured towards them. "So, miss, you're a former soldier I assume?"
• "Yes, I used to be. But that was many, many years ago." Lisa replied indifferently while glancing up at him. She tucked the tags and key back under her shirt as the shopkeeper continued the conversation.