I'd always wondered what happens when you die. Christianity says you go to heaven or hell, Hindus and Buddhists believe you're reincarnated, Atheists just simply believe you're gone. Put in the ground and become worm food. So what did I believe? Before that day in August, I thought that your life flashed before your eyes. Cliche, I know, but I really didn't have much to go on. My parents were Baptist, but I'd be lying if I said I paid attention in church. Come to think of it, I couldn't remember a single time I was in the pew that my mind didn't wander. Before that day in August, I had a career. I had a fiance, a dog, a home. I had friends that I loved like family. I had my family, who, while they were a tad odd, loved me unconditionally. But this isn't a story about my life. It's about my death. ********** The afterlife isn't easy for Eden Barrow. She's spending her days in a grave and her nights trying to find out how she died, and why. But she isn't the only one interested in her life... And death.