I know a talking snail. We often visit the river where she was born and has lived for most of her life. She's lost her family in a park runner accident and I'm the only one she has left. She has a neurodegenerative disease and is rapidly loosing her ability to move. Her last wish is to be buried by the river where she and her family shared so many happy memories. If-f I die, she'll be buried in some random ditch by my stupid second wife! Please don't kill me. I cant let her go alone into the void, forgotten and abandoned....