cj_brooks_real
His life was cut short. One second he's finally living the life he fought and worked for - the next, he's dead; buried six feet deep. Next thing he knows he's opening his eyes, waking up in suffocating darkness. Fingers scraping wood... his very own coffin. Hours pass with desperate work, clawing upward inch by inch. Until he breaks through to air. The night air is cool as he climbs up and out of the earth... there's just one thing... no flesh, no heart beat, no organs. Nothing. But somehow he's alive again; only bones - A living skeleton. Free from his earthy home, he has questions. "How am I alive? Why am I alive? What am I supposed to do as a skeleton, and what do now, do I do next?" What does a skeleton do with a second chance at life?