It was quiet, all so quiet and all you could hear was the sound of the shattering glass graze and scatter on the damped concrete and a thump of a heart beat on the wane out.
Laying on the floor was the unconscious undignified corpse of Jani Grayves who was about to take his final last breath leading to a closing flatline.
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"Jani was well dear to my heart, who else could ask for a brother so supportive as he was".
"I still remember when I had troubles reading and how Jani was always there to assist".
"It seems like the days are only going to get duller without him around because in my very dark average life Jani always knew how to make it ever so bright".
" I miss you Jani".
" And... and"
As tears rolled down his cheeks he said,
"And I wish you where still here!".
A book closed and the shovels began to throw down its fills.
Lift and toss, lift and toss they did until Jani Grayves' casket was completely covered.
His tomb stone stood firm and ingrafted with his name was these words as his epitaph, 'He believed many things but knew one thing above everything, from dust we came and to dust we shall return'.
It started to rain, lightning and thunder struck and sang,
the memorial service was over,
the attendees, guests, families and friends all exited the graveyard to whence they'd came.
His coffin lid shut in his grave, the covering sands where laid and you'll think this was a conclusion, a tragic ending of this man's life story, a fini, but no, this wasn't any tragic average storyline no no no, this my friends was just the start of how Jani got an epic reboot, how he got reanimated as the living epertoire The Coffin.
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The Coffin Sample Chapters
Science FictionA sample of something I wrote in 2022 under pressure.
