[ WP ] A man finds the place he will be buried using the myth that one shivers when someone walks on their grave .

`` You sure this is the place?'' 
 `` You want to look at the map again? This is it, I'm sure of it.'' Will took a swig from his canteen. `` Gregor must have made camp in this clearing, grew tired of carrying around all that gold, and decided to leave some of it here. 
 David threw his shovel into the ground, the head piercing into the dry soil. He began pacing, observing. `` It does n't seem quite right.'' Suddenly, David felt a shiver run up his spine. `` Oh no.'' 
 `` What? 
 `` Oh no. Oh no oh no. I'm not doing this Will. You can try and dig up the treasure yourself but I'm not helping you.'' He grabbed his shovel quick, dirt flying as he pulled it from the earth. `` I'm going back to town. You have fun now.'' 
 `` David wait! Wait just one second, will you?'' He rushed to catch up and grabbed onto David's shoulder. `` Now I do n't know what came over you back there but I've got your back, okay? I do n't want to do this by myself - we always said, we'd find Gregor's treasure, and we'd split it just the two of us. It wo n't be the same if I do n't share it with you.'' David stopped, his head hanging low. 
 `` I felt a premonition. Like that was where I was going to die.'' 
 `` I wo n't let anything happen to you David, I promise. That's what older brothers are for.'' 
 David turned around, and looked Will straight in the eye. `` Okay. But I'm not digging anywhere near that spot.'' 
 
 They dug. The land was hard and dry, and the air filled with the sounds of metal scraping against rock and hardened earth, the patter of dirt flying and the heavy breath of the young men. Then, the sound of metal clanging against metal rang clear. 
 
 `` I think I found it.'' 
 
 Brushing away the dirt surrounding the top of the chest, Will, motioned for David to come over from his digging site and join him. David inched toward the opening, the sweat soaked into his shirt suddenly feeling very cold. He stared down from the edge. 
 
 `` You ready?'' 
 `` Just open it.'' 
 
 Will undid the latch, and swung open the lid. 
 
 `` Wow.'' Will stared intently at the coins, the amulets, the necklaces. He reached out and picked up an amulet, examining it carefully. 
 `` Alright, let's bag it and go.'' 
 `` Oh wow.'' He began moving his hands through the treasure in earnest, making waves as the coins rattled against each other and his flesh. He grabbed handfuls and let them rain down, heavy and cold. 
 `` Will. That's enough.'' 
 `` Will?'' 
 
 He stopped. The shovel shot up from the hole and swung through the air, smashing it into the side of David's skull. He fell unceremoniously into the hole that Will had been digging, crumpling into a pile at the bottom. 
 
 Gregor flew out of the hole, lifting his mass of treasure with him. With a single thought, he replaced the overturned dirt instantly - it was as if no one had ever stopped in the clearing at all. He stopped momentarily, closed his eyes and breathed deeply, letting the nighttime air fill his lungs. After years of waiting, Gregor was free once more.
