I know I have died. I could hear voices of the dead calling to me. The screams of the anguished and the fallen echoed in my mind and in my heart.
The chill of the afterlife sticks to my skin, pulling me under until I feel like I am drowning and choking at the same time. It is suffocating here, the voices of the dead ringing in my head over and over, repeating their deaths, their regrets and their grief for what was lost.
I cover my ears to try and block them out but it only gets louder.
Is this what it’s like?
Is this what awaits us in death?
Will Kieran come soon? Will he assign me a punishment or send me to my eternal rest?
I hugged myself, cowering in the darkness. I think I hear familiar screams… James and my mother. I think I hear Daniel too. Somewhere in this darkness they ar
