Nick Cimorelli???

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{Ethan's P.O.V}

Star ships are meant to flyyyyy
*BANG*
Silence surrounds me.
Darkness surrounds me.
I'm laying flat on my back on a cold floor it seems. I struggle to stand.
When I do. I see two doors.
One green. And the other Red.
A deep red. The darkest red I've ever seen.
I see a note lying in front
"Choose wisely. Listen to your gut. It can determine the out come to your matter. Though it won't make sense now, only time will tell."
This seems familiar for some reason..
My favorite color is green so the green door is very tempting to open..
But Matt's favorite color is red. He's always tried to describe the type of red but nobody could understand what he was saying. Maybe it's this type.
I walk up to the green door. The door knobs cold. Ice cold.
I turn to the red door. The knobs hot. Not to hot but spicy hot😉
Anyways..
It seems like I have to pick.
I slowly turn the red door knob and open it.
It's a grave?
I walk through the door, the wind blowing hard.
I walk in front of the grave and bend down.

"Loving son and brother
         Matthew y/ln
          2005-2022"
My eyes widen I stumble back
"No no no, what is this, what is this!"
I turn back to the red door, seems so far away now. I start running I'm running, sprinting as fast as I can to the door.
I finally get near I jump and grab the knob.
*BOOM*
Flashing lights enter my eyes turning into a dizzy daze turning into pitch blackness.
I can't catch my breath.