The Path Beyond

by job perez

"Whoa! That was one cool move! A bit dumb, but noble."

 "What the hell? Who said that?"

"Yo dude, what's up? How's your arm? Or what's left of it."

 "And who the hell might you be?"

"That's being rude man. It was a bit hard tracking your sorry ass. I think I deserve a little appreciation. By the way, the name's Free. That's with two E's. Look, it's normal for dead people to be in a state of shock, it happens all the time. But in your case, snap out of it. We have work to do."

 "Work? What work? And, WE? Does that mean you and me? Us?"

"Yes."

 "I'm not DEAD!"

"Yeah, right. Why don't you get down from there and try to recall the last thing you did."

     I realized I was floating, and with that sudden realization, I felt myself slowly coming back. It was a bit fuzzy when my feet touched the ground. I looked at the man beside me. He was about 5'5" in height, dressed in all black, could have been 155 pounds, and must have been about my age.

"Some fashion statement. Don't tell me you're the entity called 'Death'?" I blurted.

"I thought I told you to think of what happened before you got here?"

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