Part2 "Dear journal, Dry Shelbert frowned and lowered his head. I didn't mean to hurt his feeling. It's just that going to the Undead World would mean leaving behind everything in the real world. 'We are still friends, right?" he asked me. I nodded. And then, in front of my eyes, he collapsed into a pile of bones and disappeared. My friend was now truly physically gone. Forever." -Shy Guy