you glance around, confused. you could've sworn that you just died...but...you're still here? something feels off, though. you find a book nearby with "handbook for the recently deceased" written on the front. this just keeps getting stranger and stranger. you spot something else nearby. it's some kind of flyer. the flyer seems to be advertising a "bio-exorcist", and has instructions to "call beetlejuice beetlejuice beetlejuice". you decide to give it a shot. you glance up and suddenly see me right in front of you, my face contorted into a twisted, terrifying expression. boo. i grin.