As I slowly opened my eyes, I saw lots of white, and the place smelled clean, like bleach. It was really cold.
"If I had known that heaven was going to be so cold, I would have kicked that puppy when I had the chance." I muttered.
I heard a chuckle from next to me.
"What makes you think you're in heaven?" a familiar voice asked.
I looked at all the machines I was plugged into and at the window that looked down on the street outside the hospital.
"Um... no fires or little demons with pitchforks..."
The stranger chuckled again.
My eyes finally came to rest on his face, and when I saw who it was, my head hit the pillow and I blacked out again.
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Sorry for the short chapter... I hope you enjoy the story though.
~Flippy~
