Eternal Heights

Chapter 2: Universal Highway

      For reasons unknown the living and the dead cannot coincide with one another. Its impossible for a error to happen in the afterlife, but Jake hears thunder and everything starts to rattle and he hears val crying with his mom comforting her with "ohh its okay honey" and "he's in God's hands now." How was I hearing them ? Jake thought. Was this how I pictured people that cared about me would react if I died? No, it felt to real like I was in the room with them. How could that be possible? Is this a dream? Am I really here? Something doesn't feel right about this at all. If I'm dead then why is my heart beating? Why am I out of breath? Why does my entire body feel as if I drove my car off a cliff and broke every bone in my body? Oh. Right. He was starting to piece together this puzzle all by himself. Just when he thought he caught his first break since this out of body experience began he woke up back in the eternal nightmare instead Of back in his mangled body back awake on Earth. He was in a puzzled state of mind back in the line in the afterlife that he was waiting so patiently in to get some questions answered turned into a circle with all eyes on me.

   He could tell something was wrong by the fact that two eerily looking grim reapers stood about 10 paces to his front and the other one was 5 paces behind me. The Reapers were faceless and had a tan color torn robe and four dark brown streaks that resembled a rosary that ran from the neckline to where there feet should be, which would give a preacher a run for his money on the next preacher walks into a bar joke. The reason that everyone in this rest stop like place are here is not for the fact that its a bunch of confused zombies who are unsure what to do except what their told. It is due to the decision on if they go on the jumbo jet or if they go on the subway that looked straight out of the house of horrors movie has not been given yet. I think its safe to assume that one place is better than the other I.e. heaven or hell. "What?" he said finally to no one in particular but also to anyone in particular also.

    Suddenly Jake went from thinking he could take on the death robe crew to feeling his hold on his self being drained to what eventually became total body shutdown. Jake still possessed the key senses so he was coherent, aware and had every heightened feeling on high alert. Broken down basically meaning he felt everything and knew what was happening but had no control on his body functions and felt completely helpless. " Let me go you bastards!" Jake screamed out.

  All of a sudden everyone watching stood perfectly straight with arms by their sides in complete accordance with one another. They all turned in sync in a left face military turn. Everyone started walking in step in the same direction without even gazing in Jakes direction. It was as if they were being controlled with a mind control device, but Jake knew the feeling because he was in the same sort of trance they were in. He kind of wished now that he could of marched out with them but everything happens for a reason so whatever was happening would happen without a thing he could do to stop it.

    A old school car that looked as if it came straight out of a mob movie came slowly driving in his direction. It was a tan color that almost looked pearl white when the sun hit the sides of the car. It pulled up and Jake could see it was a Rolls Royce with suicide doors and a chauffeur driving. The doors opened but Jake didn't see anyone open the doors, almost as if they were opened with magic or something. A tall man wearing a huge top hat with a feather on the side that looked as if it was pulled off of a dragon if dragons had feathers exited the car. Wearing the same tan colored perfectly tailored suit and shined dress shoes that would suffice as a mirror with how shiny they were. He had a cane that was used for apparel and appearance more than balance.

  He seemed to look in his early fifties but didn't have grey hair or a wrinkle that Jake could find. He stepped closer to Jake and his floating three minions backed away like they were trained German Sheppard's being ordered by their owner in hopes of receiving a pat on the head for a good job.