In a mausoleum at the top of a mountain, a skull rests on top of a stone casket. Suddenly a strong gust of wind pushes the skull from its place. It slowly rolls slowly at first as it comes out the mausoleum, however, it starts to pick up speed as it rolls down the mountain. It finally comes to a stop at the base of the mountain. As night comes a faint light can be seen from the skull’s eye sockets, all of a sudden the skull comes alive. It is shocked to see that it is no longer where it fell asleep, the normal view it wakes up to is gone, and is instead replaced with a forest. The skull looks around and sees the faint silhouette of the mausoleum. And the mountain it rests upon in the distance. It thinks for a moment before an idea pops into its head, its glowing eyes sharpen and focus on a vine hanging from a tree branch. The skull pulls the vine and launches itself far into the distance. It lands right next to the mausoleum and hops its way over and jumps onto its usual place, just in time for the sun to come up and for it to go to sleep.