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Chapter 2 by XEPHAWYGE-1 XEPHAWYGE-1

So How did you die?

Truck, Johnny Doeson, male

So, a truck killed you? Pretty original right?

So you were walking home from the nearest superstore, about half way back and 5 minutes away from your apartment.

"SKREEEEII"

After realising what just happened you thought you had just lost consciousness, feeling sore all over. You thought it would have hurt more.

You can faintly hear people screaming, and a chill, it's not freezing it's just strange.

This whole situation is strange, you shouldn't have died yet! But there you are knowing that you are dead.

You don't know how, but you know that you are.

Deciding to both make sure you weren't having some messed up dream. Slowly and admittedly reluctantly. You are blinded by white light, it might not be bright but you can't tell.

For all you know you have been asleep for one hundred years. It hurts to open them at any real speed, but you know that you have to so open your eyes.

What are you waiting for, open them!

So are you going to open them? And what do you see?

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