Ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum.

The unfamiliar sound of a heartbeat stirs Squigly from her slumber (if death could be called a slumber). Her red eyes blink open, and she's greeted with darkness. The inside of her coffin is cozy and moving at all means pushing at the walls. While it might be claustrophobic to some, she's come to find it genuinely comforting. Still, reawakening is disorienting, and unlike the last time, she doesn't feel the tug of the Skull Heart.

"Leviathan?"

She feels the parasite wiggle around her, slithering through her head as he answers, "Good morning, milady."

"Do you hear that?" she asks. "Is it the Skull Heart? We only just destroyed..." Well, it feels recent. She realizes she isn't quite sure how much time has passed since the battle with Marie and Double. It could be anywhere from yesterday to years; she'd have no real way of knowing.

"No." He sounds dubious, and his tone is all Squigly needs to know that he's just as clueless as her.

Confused as she is, she's still upbeat when she says, "Well, then, I guess we'll have to go find answers!" It takes both hands to push the lid of her coffin off, disturbing the dirt as it falls on top of her. With the help of Leviathan, she's able to dig herself out quickly enough. Once free, she frowns, "We're covered in dirt," and immediately begins to brush off what she can. She may be a zombie, but that's no excuse to look completely disheveled.