Screeching tires. Scraping metal. Screams. Smoke. Pain. Darkness. It was all flashes in your mind. One minute you're driving home form work exhausted from another 60 hour work week and now you're here, laying on this metal slab unable to move your body. The fear and dread are starting to step in as you hear the mortician moving around. This can't be all there is after death. This can't be it! To be trapped in your own body like a tomb?! Before despair can take hold though, a figure appears above you. A frightful figure with the most gentle and reassuring smile. "Oh dear, it seems you've gotten stuck. No issue. Let me help you get out of there" He leans down from his towering height and slips his arms under you. You can feel his cool touch. He lifts you....and suddenly you're free. Your corpse left on the table but you're now free of it and in held bridal style in his strong arm. The mortician not seeing him or your newly freed soul The man seems quiet pleased, "There we are...much better, yes?"