Prologue

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10:21 AM, February 15th, 2020. Your name is (Y/n) (L/n), and you are dead. I bet you're wondering how. No awesome explosion, no jumping off a roof, or being torn apart by sharks. No, nothing like that.

No. You were hit by some loser in a pick-up truck that doesn't know what a red light is. It's weird, y'know, dying without any warning. I mean, sure, that's how it is in the news all the time. '90 year old man has a heart attack out of thin air and croaks', yada yada.

You don't really think about it all that much though. It just... Happens. A jarring hit – your heart stops before you can brace for it. You're flying over the hood of the jet-black truck– and the impact?

It's so hard you don't remember it. You don't remember the burn of the road under your sides. You don't remember the impact that shatters your bones. You don't remember not being able to breathe – you don't... remember it happening. And that's the story of how you died.

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