FanStory.com - The Night I Diedby Tom Horonzy

Feeling no stress, I undressed and slipped beneath silken sheets, to rest my head on my bed never thinking of expiring. but I did unknowingly, for while I was deep in sleep counting sheep, perhaps, I couldn't tell for I was beneath a death spell.

I felt a tug upon my gown and frowned, unwanting to leave until I saw a glow, I didn't know beckoning me to come this way. I hovered for a moment before I began to drift away unknowing where I was going which would make some upset, but without cause, for I felt no threat, subliminally, thus, I went along unconsciously until I heard a song that awakened me fully.

That is when I decided to enjoy the ride after hearing the words "Come, with me abide." So, I continued on, as if I had a say in the matter, similar to when an ump tolled "Strike three" when I was a batter. It was apparent I didn't have a say in either decision; there or here. Wherever I happened to be.

Approaching a pearly gate I began to slow and hesitate til I saw Peter, supposedly guarding the gate, fast asleep. I wouldn't want to face his fate for letting me pass through without I.D. It seemingly bothered no one. There came no sirens or alarms, maybe because I wasn't armed. I mean, who is donning pajamas?

Inside, the road was paved in gold. No one I saw was either young or old, nor oscillating to and fro' from infirmities, as all were steadfast and resolute.

The aches I went to bed with were gone. My crow's feet and slack jaw were taut. My spine grew tall, my middle small,and I was no longer mentally deficient.

I could've gotten used to being like that save for the fact, that my wife poked me awake telling me to stop talking in my sleep because between my chatter and a dream she had awoken her to screams of people seen suffering in an ocean of sulfur and brimstone.