I could hardly feel a thing. No pain or death. I couldn't feel it. I don't know what happened, or why I couldn't move. It doesn't matter anymore. I'm free.
I feel coldness around me. My eyes were heavy.
So this is what it feels like to be dead? Cold, unable to move.... It's quite... peaceful. No worries, villains, or battles. I like it.... We'll sort of.
Minus the sound of what almost sounds like strangled whales.
Of course!
In my heaven there would be the sound of strangled whales. Also, it smells like... rotten baloney.
Perfect!
I wonder what heaven looks like? (If I even made it or not).
It's pure dark, but I can't open my eyes. I want to be able to see, if my pathetic eyes would open.
I feel really stiff now. I want to move.
I am trying to move my fingers, but I can't. Well, that is until I heard a crack. My middle finger was free.
