Prologue~ The Walking Dead
Being dead isn't all it's cracked up to be. It's said that when you die, you either go to heaven or hell. Nobody mentioned the stage in between. That's where I am.
I was murdered.
No one knows who my murderer is but me. But I can go back to the earth and tell someone, I'm dead. Now, when you die, you don't automatically go straight to heaven and live it up. There's a beginning stage.
In this beginning stage, there's nothing but darkness. You're faced with the horrific memories of you tragic, painful death. Replays of it, over and over. You feel every stab, every shot, every blow. Over and over.
You feel the pain but your body can't process the thought of pain so actually, you feel nothing.
Everyone has a story.
This is mine.
