And it easily comes off.

You expected... Nothing much, and how wrong you were.

You felt the shockwave deep in your body, the pressure so intense you thought it could shatter your bones, but only for an instant, an ear shattering bang ripping through the silence of the coffin... To send its top flying, along with so much dirt you could get buried a second time. Lucky you, you sent it at a slight angle unvoluntarily, which made it land close to you feet, if your feet were a meter higher.

After a little while of catching your breath, which was cut for a little bit due to the sheer strength of the shockwave, you stood back up, almost falling in the process due to your legs feeling strangely weak. Just how much time have you passed in there, you wondered... But you also were expecting people to come and see what happened.

And no one came, you had the time to climb out of the hole dug for you, look around and realize you were in a cemetary (or graveyard, depending on your english).

"That is quite logic, actually..." You muttered to yourself, growing increasingly surprised that no one already came to check on what happened. Yet the more you thought of it, the less you liked the idea. How would you explain... That ? You simply couldn't, and anyone you would try to explain it to will most likely think of you as some crazy guy.

So... You walked away, getting out of the cemetary after checking that nobody was there. Following this, you started wandering around, not knowing what you could do for now, and certainly not wanting to come back home yet, even thouhg you already were missing the comfort of your room (and also wanted to jerk off a bit, since it would relieve some stress).

While thinking about this, you looked at your hands, your thoughts drifting on your newfound powers : you became a Gifted, one of those people with powers that made them stand out from the crowd, made them... Different. You were different now, and maybe you could try and do something with that, since you literally had the power to change your habits.

You almost started devising a plan, until your thoughts hooked on what you could do with this Void... Which was a complicated question. You only knew about the shockwaves, and how it could affect you pretty badly, but could you-

Your train of thoughts was roughly interrupted when someone put an hand on your shoulder, startling you and making you freeze, until you heard a feminine voice.

"Well, may I ask you if you know about the one who dug up a body in the graveyard ?"