Delbert Mason has it all - or so it seems. His career is a success, and he is an important man in his small town. His future is mapped out. He knows just where he's going. Until the night he strolls home late and sees a hearse and a limousine pull into the local cemetery. Who were those strange men by the hearse, and whose grave was that being dug nearby? A short story from our Spectres horror line.