Fan Service

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"Hey, you!" I hear a little girl yell.

I open my eyes to find myself lying on the floor, surrounded by white.

I sit up and am immediately greeted with the worst head ache.

"Hey, over here, pabo!" I turn to see a familiar looking girl (about 8 or 9) waving her arms to get my attention.

"Where am I?" I ask the little girl now standing next to me.

"How am I supposed to know if you don't?" The little girl says with a sassy tone.

Rude.

"Where is your mother? Do you think she would like you bring rude to your elders like this?" I frown at her with an annoyed expression.

"I don't think she would care that I'm being 'sassy' to myself." She emphasized the last word.

WTF?

What drugs is she... Wait...

I squint my eyes and analyze get face for a second.

What the hell?

"No... Fucking.... Way..." I go in to poke hey face but she slaps my hand away.

"Yah! Don't talk like that! Those are naughty words." She them flicks my forehead.

"Yah! Bug off, brat." I say as I push myself of the ground and stand.

I dust myself off and look around once more.

"So where are we again, mini me?"

"DON'T CALL ME THAT! Besides, I already told you, I don't know." She says as she starts to play with her hands.

Liar.

I know she's lying cuz if she really is me I know that you can tell when I lie cuz I start to fiddle with my fingers.

I give her a look and she lets out a heavy sigh.

"Okay fine, I need to show you something. It's important. That's why you're here."

"So let me get this straight. You drugged me and brought me to this weird colorless void just to 'show me something'? What kind of sick twisted kid are you?" I take a cautious step or two away from her.

She first had an annoyed and offended look on her face but it soon turned confused. "You don't remember... Do you?" She asks with a hint of sadness.

"What are you talking about?" I'm a little concerned now.

"You... We... We died..." She says slowly as she approached me and took my hand in hers. "I'm here to show you your life and then show you were to go next."

I couldn't form words. I couldn't move.

Worst of all i couldn't feel sad. I don't know how to feel. I don't remember ever having lived.

"But... I can't be." I shake my head.

"I'm sorry you died... But if it's any consolation I'm dead too. We can be good buddies if you'd like?" I look forward at the little girl now sending me a sweet smile.

I just send her a smile and nod.

I'm dead.

I can't change that.

Dead is perminent. I know at least that.

I can't fight it, so I'll just give in to it.

What happened to me though. I really don't remember living?

"Don't worry. That's why I'm here." The little me says while swinging my arm in her hands.