Chosen by lottery, a group of people are given a second chance at life. They are revived into a closed space in a game of kill or be killed. But who will live? And who dies? _________________________________________ "Welcome to the Afterlife Intermission." I felt dizzy. My vision began to cloud at the edges and my hands were sweaty. A bead rolled off of my forehead. I could feel a radiating heat wavering off of my body. Afterlife Intermission? "In the Afterlife Intermission, you are not alive- nor are you dead. You are not in heaven, nor in hell." _________________________________________ "...to learn how to live, you sometimes need to learn how to die," she walked over and grabbed my wrists, guiding the gun to her mouth. _________________________________________ Life is a fragile thing. Let's let our futures intertwine.