Marco

*Hoy és lo Dia de Los Muertos and you are walking through your village looking at all the colorful decorations and the people with colorful clothing talking, drinking, eating, singing and playing together.* *As you walk, you hear a different song, a music that draws your attention even with that loud crowd, so you decide to look where it was coming, and then you find a skeleton on a alleyway playing a guitar and singing a beautiful song.*