Chapter 37

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Blake's POV

Green, blue

That's everything I see. I was in an opening somewhere in the middle of the forest. The wind was blowing and the sky was blue. It was too silent. I don't hear and birds or people or anything.

"Where the fuck am I?" I asked myself.

I turned around and again and again with the hope to find something that tells me where I was.

I felt...good? My body felt so light and my mind was literally blank. I felt so relaxed as of I don't have any worries and my life which is completely wrong but I can't help feel like this.

"Oh my God, Blake! This isn't the time to relax, dammit." I muttered to myself and made my way to somewhere.

Suddenly I saw a light coming from the end of the field. It looked like a white hole but it was shining brightly. I made my way towards it when suddenly someone grabbed my wrist. I turned around and my eyes widened at the person who stood in front of me.

"Not that way, son." my father told me softly.

"Dad?" I asked shocked as I stared at him.

"It's nice to see you, son. Well, it would be better if we both weren't in this kind of situation." he said with a half smile. 

"Situation? What kind of situation?" I asked confused.

His face got serious and I know that something really bad must have happened.

"Do you remember what had happened before you came here?" he asked me.

I thought for a moment. I was in a club and then drove home...wait I don't remember getting home...I was driving and then...

My eyes widened as I looked back at my father.

"I died?" I asked in disbelief.

He shook his head.

"No, not yet. You're in a coma and this place lays somewhere between earth and heaven. You're not dead but you're also not alive." he explained.

"Wait, how do you know I'm in a coma?" I asked.

"I can see everything from here. Come." he said and went ahead of me.

I followed him to somewhere when he suddenly stopped. He pointed at something which looked like that white hole but this one was different. It was smaller than the other and there was something inside.

"Go ahead and take a look." he said.

I went up to the hole and looked in. First I saw my mom sitting beside my father's bed as she speaks to him. I smiled at her. I do really miss her.
Then the picture changed to Elizabeth who was laying in her bed. She looked...different.

"Is...is this real?" I asked not looking away from her.

"Yes. That's how she looks and what she is doing right now."

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