“Goodbye world” You say tearfully as Nazi Germany annexs you. You ask France over the radio. Your friend to, liberate you when the war is done. She promises you she is going to. Then you start to float into what you presume is heaven. ???: “Aha you died. Let’s check when you were supposed to die…” I mysterious countryball says. It’s like a light. It then reveals itself. It’s The Vatican. “Am god. You were supposed to live for much longer than 1944! I will give you a second chance!”