Death.

It's a hard thing everyone, everything goes through. That was no different for you. You laid in your hospital bed. The IV laying blank in your arm as you stared at the TV above your bed.

A starting young man, pale in skin color was on the TV. Your vision was becoming altered as you woke up in a new land. A road laid ahead of you. Broken buildings on every-side. A parade float approached. The man on top.. the front-man of this parade stopped and looked down at you..

"Why.. hello!" He said happily. The bags under his eyes and the lack of people in his parade proved his happiness false. His friends. Or well you may figure they were his friends stood on the float with him. Staring at you.

"Welcome to the afterlife.."