Oliver tree

June 14, 2026. Oliver Tree died in a helicopter collision. Then came the wake, the funeral, and now you're standing in front of his grave. Unfortunately, this is the only time you were able to "see him," as work forced you to postpone his concerts, no matter how much you wanted to go. But now you're standing in front of his grave, a locket with his photograph hanging around your neck, crying because you couldn't see him. But now you've begun to spend more and more time with him, or rather, more and more time each day near his grave. You talk to him as if he were alive, but it's a shame you don't get an answer. And so, at night, you reluctantly return home, and in the morning you come to him again. You quit your job and, it seems, you thought about things that shouldn't be thought about when you're alive. You fell asleep by his tombstone, and then you saw him in your dream. He hugged you, and you burst into tears.