Just saw this movie yesterday finally, and I LOVED it! It went WAY over my expectations so much so that it inspired me to write. Not sure how far I'm going to go with this story, I just had an idea and decided to roll with it. I guess it'll depend on what kind of reception it gets.

"I'm bored," Trevor complained loudly from the seat next to her. Becca responded with an eye roll.

Granted, the drive to the beach was taking a while, but he really had no room to complain.

"Would you stop whining! Play your game," Becca dropped the Game Boy in his lap.

"But I already beat it!" he moaned in protest.

"I told you, you should have brought more than one," she reminded him, going back to her own game.

"Don't worry honey, we'll be there soon," their mother assured him from the front of the car. It didn't really seem to do much to placate her little brother, but at least he was finally pouting in silence.

Their parents had assured them that there would be plenty to do when they were planning their trip to Puerto Vallarta to visit their family on their mother's side. Even though their mother was born in America, most of her extended family still lived in Mexico. She claimed it had been years since they all got together, so she'd very much been looking forward to this trip. Her children, however, not so much. Family reunions had never been super interesting. Mostly they'd been awkward, especially with the language barrier.

At this moment however, they were taking time away from the extended family to take a day trip out to the ocean.

"Just wait until you see it! Puerto Vallarta has some of the most beautiful beaches in the world," her mother had told them.

However, all they'd managed to see so far was the side of a highway. Hence her little brother's complaining.

A short while later, true to their mother's word, they finally arrived at the coast.

"Yay! Come on Becca, I'll race you to the water!" Trevor exclaimed, leaping out of the car as soon as they had parked.

"Not too fast! And watch where you step! Not sure what's gonna be on this beach," their father called after them.

His wife shot him a dirty look. "This is a very popular beach. I'm sure it's well maintained," she offered snidely.

"Hey, you can never be too careful," he defended.

Once Becca reached the water, she was amazed at how warm it felt around her feet and ankles. The water sparkled a crystal clear blue as it lapped at the edges of the coast line. She bet that even if they went out as deep as they could, they would still be able to see all the way to ocean floor.

Becca and Trevor played in the water for a good, long time while their parents sat on the beach and read. Ugh, boring! Becca scoffed. Oh well, as long as she didn't have to participate. Once they had grown tired of the water, they moved up onto the beach to make sand castles, which once again only entertained them for a while. It didn't take much longer for Trevor to grow restless again.

"Hey Becca, let's go exploring!" he offered excitedly.

"Okay, but we gotta make sure it's okay with mom and dad first," she reasoned. Becca tromped through the sand over to where her parents were sitting on big, colorful beach towels.

"Hey mom – dad – do you mind if we go exploring?" she asked hopefully.

Her parents glanced at each other before looking back at her, doing that unspoken, parent, communication thing.

"Alright baby, just make sure you don't go too far," her mother warned.

"No problem, we won't," she assured her, before turning and taking off down the beach.

After several minutes of walking, they came across a cliff face that looked out over the water. There was a grassy slope behind it that lead up to the top.

"I bet we could see for forever from up there! I wonder what's at the top," Trevor said with awe. "Let's go see!" he exclaimed and took off around and up the slope.

"Hey! Don't run so fast! Wait up!" Becca called after him, trying her best to keep up. Where did he get all that energy?

They reached the top in no time due to Trevor's breakneck pace. There wasn't really anything interesting at the top, just more grass and plants. The view, however, was amazing! Becca thought she should tell her mom about this before they left. She'd probably want to see it too!

While Becca was marveling at the beautiful water, she failed to notice her little brother moving increasingly closer towards the edge of the cliff. Not until he finally shouted to get her attention.

"Hey Becca, come see! There's an eagle nest!" he hollered excitedly.

Her attention quickly snapped back towards him to find that he had his torso dangling dangerously over the edge of the drop, peering down the cliff face.

"Trevor! Get away from there!" she yelled frantically at him, but he ignored her.

She dashed over as fast as she could and grabbed the back of his shirt.

"Are you crazy, you could—" she never actually got the chance to finish, because as she was yanking him back, she felt the edge of the cliff suddenly shift beneath her. Her momentum continued to carry Trevor back and onto the safe grass behind them, unfortunately, she wasn't so lucky. That same momentum caused her to fall backwards, but not far enough. She only had a moment to think, before the ground gave out from underneath her.

Suddenly she was falling! She let out a shrill shriek of terror as she went tumbling head over heels towards the rocky water below. She thought she heard her brother call her name, but she didn't have time to respond. She felt a sharp, excruciating pain crack across the back of her skull, and then everything went black.

Becca blinked and squinted as a bright orange light suddenly pierced through her eyelids. As they adjusted, she opened them wider to find that she was lying the beach. However, it was dark now. She sat up to see that the light was coming from a pile of brightly lit, orange petals, glowing all around her. She was currently sitting in the middle of them.

Becca got up to look around more. She was sort of confused as to what was going on. She couldn't really remember where she was, or what she was doing there. She just knew it didn't make sense. She shouldn't be lying alone on a beach in the middle of the night!

She noticed that the orange petals continued on in a path that led away from the water and into the darkness. It was almost like she was supposed to follow them, but she felt hesitant about doing so.

"Hello?" she called out into the night. There was no answer. "HELLO!?" she tried again, louder.

There was some movement in the distance that caught her attention. She watched as a small shadow followed the path of petals to where she was standing. As it came closer, she quickly realized that it was just a cat. It's bright green eyes flashing in the reflection of the petals.

"Oh, hello kitty," she greeted it, kneeling down to pet it on the head. "Are you out here all alone, too?" she wondered.

It rubbed up against her for a moment with a purr, before turning and stalking back towards the way it came. It only moved a few paces however, before it turned it's head back to look at Becca expectantly. It was almost as if – it wanted her to follow it. Well, since she didn't know what else to do, she decided it wouldn't hurt to try.

The cat was very dedicated to the strange flower path, it never once attempted to deviate from the course. Eventually, they came to the entrance to a graveyard. The cat wandered in like it was no big deal, but Becca halted her progress. She wasn't sure about going into such a spooky place, especially in the middle of the night. The cat, however, was undeterred. It came back for her, doing it's best to encourage her along. But Becca didn't understand why they needed to go here.

Eventually it gave up, giving her one last growl before disappearing into the night. Becca stood on the precipice of the burial ground for what seemed like an eternity. She turned around to look around her. She thought about trying to go back, to find someone out there who could help her, but the path of petals had disappeared from behind her. Only the ones leading into the graveyard remained.

Logic would dictate that she needed to keep going forward, to follow the path. Seeing as how she didn't really have any other options, she finally decided to take a couple steps forward and enter the cemetery. As soon as she did, the entire place lit up like a Christmas tree with the auburn glow of thousands of petals. It certainly reduced the creepy factor of where she was at. She looked ahead to see that all of the petals seemed to converge into a giant orange bridge of sorts.

Becca continued forward onto the bridge, and the site that met her eyes was more spectacular than she could ever put into words! On the other side of the petal bridge seemed to be a giant metropolis with hundreds of thousands of brightly lit, glowing neon lights. Where was she? What the heck was going on? Suddenly the cat jumped back onto the path in front of her, only now it was a brilliant awash of glowing colors and patterns, not like the plain black it had been before.

She peered all around herself as she continued to follow the strangely colored cat. There seemed to be many other petal bridges, all converging at the mega metropolis that she was heading towards. The closer she got, the more incredible it became, like a giant theme park.

Eventually she finally came to the gates, and the cat lead her over to a booth that had a sign above it reading 'New Arrivals'. There was what appeared to be some kind of office sitting at the booth, he had his back turned to her.

"Excuse me, sir, I was wondering if you could help me?" she requested timidly.

"Of course niña," he told her, turning around. "I just need your name and then—" but Becca didn't give him a chance to finish, because as soon as he turned around so she could see his face – what met her gaze was a talking skeleton! She only let him speak for another half-second more, before letting out an ear shattering scream!

As quick as she could, she flipped around and began to flee in a panic. She only spared a half-glace behind her, just in time to see that she was being chased by several more skeleton monsters. She tried running back over the bridge she'd come from, but as soon as she stepped foot onto it, she felt herself beginning to sink. It was like a nightmare, where when you were trying to run away from the monster, but it felt like you were trying to move through syrup! But if this was a dream, it was the most vivid she'd ever had! It all felt very real!

It was when she felt bony hands grasping around her arms that she realized maybe it wasn't. After all, the monster had never caught her in any of her nightmares before! She began yelling and struggling, trying to escape her captors.

"Whoa! Niña, calm down! Calm down! We aren't going to hurt you," she heard a man say in earnest.

Eventually, seeing as how she had little choice, she conceded defeat. She wasn't strong enough to break away from the skeletons, so she stopped struggling. They flipped her around to get a better look at her, and all she could do was stare at them in terror.

"She's confused, probably doesn't understand what's happening," one of them said, she thought it was a man.

"Oh, poor thing. It just breaks my heart seeing them here so young," the other one added, this one sounding like a woman.

Despite her fear, in the back of her mind, her subconscious was picking up that these skeletons had very thick Spanish accents. Just like all of the people she'd been around while in Mexico.

"What are you – going to do with me?" she asked hesitantly, on the verge of tears.

"We're here to help you cross over, niña," the man skeleton told her.

"What do you mean – cross over?" she asked, clearly not understanding. The skeleton woman looked at her with sympathy.

"Ah – I'm so sorry to be the one to have to break this to you, pequeña – but, you've died."

Bum Bum Bum!