Seems to Sing a Sad Song

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Everything was.. calm.

Absolutely not how I had expected this to be. Death grabbed my wrist, and told me to close my eyes.

"Don't move, don't breathe, don't open your eyes. Stay still." I did as he commanded, and within a matter of seconds, the world was spinning. Faster, faster, faster.. until I hit the ground. Hard. My head began throbbing once more, and my heart was beating quickly.

That's when it hit me.

"I'm dying, aren't I?!" I screamed. "You're taking me! These are my last moments, aren't they?! I'm running out of time!"

"Shut up! You'll disrupt the process."

"What?! What am I disrupting?! I'd like to tell you a word or two!"

"Or hundreds." Death said under his breath.

"I heard that."

"You were supposed to." I groaned. "You're not being very cooperative."

"And your known me for how long?" He ignored me, and began that all too familiar countdown.

"13, 12, 11.."

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