EVERYTHING

As you look across the table at your wife, both of your sons run past you with their toy airplanes.

Betty asks your boys to sit down and eat their food before it gets cold.

“We don’t have to listen to you Mom.”

“Oh? Why not?”

“Because you’re dead.”

You look up in surprise. What is he talking about?!

You ask her what you son means but she brushes you off and tries to get your boys to eat. Meanwhile, your son starts singing about how your wife, father-in-law, and best friend are all dead.

“Betty! I said, what the hell is he talking about?”

Her eyes go dead.

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Everything goes black around you.