People say that when you're about to die, your life flashes before you eyes, like a movie. If that's true, why isn't it happening to me? Am I already dead and do not know it? Or must I suffer more before I die? I feel like I'm floating, gliding my hands through the cold blue liquid, thinking back to how I got here; the 7 doors of death. Seven friends, all different in their own way. Each has a fate different from the other but in time each ends the same.All Rights Reserved