Eternity

Chapter One

Chapter 1:

Gage Foster was his name, he was 90 years of age, and having a hard time breathing. He was at home alone as usual, no one to talk to but his own withering thoughts. He was in his study starting to get chest pains. His hand quickly jolted for his chest, and slumped down his chair in agony. It was at that moment he knew his death was near.

He began to look around the room as it started spinning out of control. He noticed all the achievements, and awards on his wall. He started to think about his life, and his accomplishments. He remembered going to the University of Harvard. He graduated at the top of his class, and became one of the finest lawyers in New York city. Yet somehow he wished that he could have changed something.

Foster had only loved once in his lifetime. Her name was Eleanor. They had both gone to the same school and grew up with one another. In his last semester he promised to marry her after  his studies were complete at Harvard. Only a year later, she died from a sickness.

He would never love again, and he would never bare children to carry on his name. He had no family left.  He thought if he could only go back to change it all. There was nothing left for him in this world, but his law firm, and is money. Yet when death comes you can’t take any of that with you. Even your own body is left to rot in the soil.

He began to think about his funeral and who would all be there, but he knew no one would be there. In fact he knew no one would find his body for days. His breathing began to pace. Any moment now and he would be dead. Just another rotting corpse in history. Slowly his vision started to go, his hearing began to weaken, and his mind was racing even faster.

Then it happened, a man appeared before him. He couldn’t make him out. Everything was blurry, and Foster couldn’t sense what was going on. Then a light appeared before him. He tried to speak, but couldn’t. He tried fighting to live, but there was no hope. All his energy was gone. He had accepted his fate.

The man looked at him and smiled and placed his hand on his forehead. The blurry man only said this, “ It’s just the beginning.”

Foster couldn’t make sense of what this meant. All he knew was that he was just about to take his last breath. Slowly he began to drift away as if he was going to sleep. At last Gage Foster was no more. Or so he thought?