R.I.P.D

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Being sucked from thin air into the sky where a wormhole opened and saw dead bodies being taken up and people who look alive bit are really dead, I saw a giant gate through which a bright white light could be seen. When I was very near the gate i got sucked within a second. And saw myself sitting on a chair and a woman called the procastinator. She started talking to me how I was killed and who killed me and the tiniest details. She told me that everyone doesn't come where I was. I was called there because I had some of the skills the R.I.P.D needed which were my shooting and anger.

I, in a jolt, questioned her," What the hell is R.I.P.D." " I need to go back to my wife she needs me." I continiued.

She said, while slamming the table,"The R.I.P.D is a short for our force: Rest in Peace Department and you are dead. You cannot go to the life you had before. You have an option: either you work for us by bringing those souls back from Earth who escaped their judgment or you can give yourself a chance in judgment but once your judgement is decided, it cant be changed. So what will it be, Ryan Kernel?"

I took the first option to work at the R.I.P.D and have some action in my dead life just like I had in my real life as an officer.
I was taken to the elite class where there was a cafeteria, storage and other accomodations such as bedroom and indoor activities areas and the best part, shooting practise.
I was walking along side the procastinator to meet an old fashioned cowboy with his short brown beard and storking it. Looking at me in a fiercesome way.

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