Michael-Demon

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"Fuck" I cursed looking at the car crash in front of me

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"Fuck" I cursed looking at the car crash in front of me. The big red lorry had plummeted into the side of my little blue car and somehow I had made it out, or so I thought. I stumbled over to the wreck and inspected the vehicle, surprisingly I felt fine. But my car was completely ruined, the paint work scratched across the side of the lorry. The bumper completely hanging off and the front window smashed. I heard the screech of sirens ring through my ear as I turned around. 'Oh good' I thought walking over to the ambulance, which had rummaged against the side of the road. They went round the back of the ambulance and started putting equipment together.

"Thank god you're here, this asshole drove into the front of my car" I slightly shouted, waving my hands up and facing them. They were talking to each other really fast, telling each other to grab different equipment and loading up the big green bag. "Hello" I said sarcastically, waving my hand in front of there faces. They kept ignoring me and ran over to my car with the stretcher, the wheels making a horrible squeaking sound. I sighed dramatically following them over to my car. They seemed to drag out a body from my car, removing it tactically. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion, I don't remember anyone else in my car? I went over to the stretcher and looked on it. Holy shit.

"That's me" I whispered, my body was lying on the stretcher. My skin was a shade lighter and I had a massive red bloody blotch on the side of my face and on my knee. My fucking eyeliner was on fleek though along with my contour. My lips could do with a re-applying of lipstick. But what was I doing there but I can see over my body. Maybe it's one of those things where I'm asleep and watching it from a different perspective.

"She's dead" the woman said, he two hands retracting from my neck. Dead? But I'm stood right here. I walked backwards away from the stretcher and everything started moving in slow motion with the sides of the picture fading away. Which was really fucking scary. I shut my eye's and rubbed them with my hands. When I opened them it was all white, every single thing was white. It was like a page there were no corners it was just a never ending white sheet. I walked forward but my legs feeling numb, like a major pins and needles shooting through my legs. I felt my eye's go fuzzy and I completely black out for a second. Now the white sheet was being painted, a dark room and what looked like lava flowing in a small river next to me. I moved to the side, the rock crumbling and a throne at the end of the room. What was going on?

I made my way towards the throne, where a man was sitting with blonde hair. He had a smirk on his face as he moved his legs from dangling over the chair to the front of the throne, standing up. I placed my hands on my hips as he smiled down at me. Now I noticed he had small little dark brown horns placed on his fore head. He circled me, like a wolf pack circles it's prey.

"You know most people get a chance to impress the grim reaper but not you. You were sent straight to me you sexy little thing" He snickered, lightly slapping my ass, under my skirt. I growled in disgust and backed away from him as he laughed again, his cheeks flushing red.

"And who the fuck are you?" I asked, looking down his body. He was hot, but looked like a right asshole with his tattoo's, piercing's and fucked up hair.

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