A bird twittered at Demi as she passed by. Cicadas could be heard buzzing in the tall grass in nearly every direction Demi looked. Nature collided with technology as asphalt roads divided trees and grass. The cemetery was near a four way intersection where three or four cars were directed by traffic lights. The road ahead of Demi led to a small town. Behind her, the road climbed up and over a hill out of sight. To the right, the road connected to a highway where cars could be seen racing past. To the left, the road went for at least a mile before curving slightly into a forrest.