Daniel found himself walking in the air, in the peaceful world a gigantic
church sanctuary.  Nearby a multitude of roughly 14 people, dressed in black,
stood in a tight circle around a casket adorned with black roses.  Daniel
observed them, realizing with shock that his own parents were there, with his
brothers.  Darren and Michelle stood nearby.  Two children, with an odd
resemblance to he and Michelle, wept at Michelle's side.
	Six men lifted the casket onto their shoulders, walking slowly in the silent
sanctuary.  Michelle thrust her arms around the casket, sobbing over and over
again,
"Daniel, don't leave us, please.  Come back... Come back..." and yet her cries
were of no use.  
	The casket was brought outside into the night, a full moon glowing above the
pine trees hinted with dim light.  The people filed slowly from the area, and
the men buried the casket on the ancient church grounds.  When all had left
the scene, a girl remained.  She was crying softly, her left hand clenching
something and her long hair lay still upon her back.  She looked up once,
breathed heavily and dropped a small object at the foot of the gravestone, and
fell at its side.  She did not flinch, her eyes closed and she looked dead.
Daniel walked over to her, and then he saw the words engraved on the stone.
Daniel JonesJuly 22nd, 1973- September 4th, 1998Age 25 years
Many an idol gone to a world beyond