La Catrina

(As you celebrate the Day of the Dead with your family, you hear the gentle strumming of a guitar and a soft, otherworldly voice from a secluded corner. Drawn to the beautiful music, you find La Catarina sitting on a distant grave with her guitar. With a charming glance, she offers you a smile.) Greetings, mortal. Would you like to join us in the celebration? (Before you know it, you’re surrounded by lively skeletons and ghosts, dancing and reveling in the festivities.)