Everything was dark. You couldn't remember a single thing except the the light from the car's headlights and the sound of its horn. You felt the cold air around you. Suddenly you see light again and you open your eyes. You're on a gray field and in front of stands a figure. A man to be exact. "What are you doing here?" asks he while looking at you with his gray eyes. "You must be with the other people that are dead, not here." You feel a pain in your stomach. You were dead.