They were covering that body with white cloth. From head to toe. That body was covered, which somewhat looked like mine. A bit cold, I could feel that. A bit swollen, I could see that. But as pretty as always. People were shedding. Then this voice came from behind me "Jasmine Sebastian, 21 years old, 29/5/2020, 23:56pm. Cause of death, hit by a car." The grim reaper was scarier than what I thought he might be. "So am I just a would now? like a vapour in thin air?" I said not believing that I was called. "Yes. You are dead." I mercily looked at my beautiful body being taken away. I wonder what'd they do. I wonder how my mum might be waiting with food on the table. I wonder how my father will be watching at the clock saying it's too late for me to be outside. i wonder how my sister would again try to steal my make-up to have a natural look for the school next day. I wonder what they'd do only if the cop hadn't given the news of my death.
The grim reaper took me. We went throught walls and the doors. We were on the path when a dog barked at me. I got frightened and jumped. "Hey! someone take it away, it'll bite me!" Then the reaper said in a calming voice as if we are on a beach "Calm down. Who are you calling to help? you are dead, no one can see you anymore." Thanks reaper for rubbing salt in my wound. He then said taking my wrist "Dogs bark at souls, they have this speciality to be able to see souls." Yes! I knew if the whole world betrayed me my dogs would be there for me and now if the whole world ignored me the dog would talk to me. I know it's not a thing to be happy about, but I need to find reasons to smile.
We reached in a room. He told me to sit and have water. I looked around the room. All blacks and dark. I wondered how many deads should have been here. Some might have died from illness. Some from mental health. Some by suiciding. Some may have been killed for revenge. Some may have died from punishment at prison because they might have committed a crime. So many reasons and mysteries. But then me? Who got killed by hit-and-run. Maybe in next few minutes another would come if my colleagues aren't brainy enough to take my post and do the heart surgery I was going for. Poor patient, if he dies, I'd be at the blame. I shouldn't have died. Thus wasn't my time yet. Darn that hit-and-run 23:56pm drunk driver. Darn him. Breaking the silence I asked in a shivering tone, as if reaper would kill my sould if I uttered, "How many lives do humans have?" "Four." "I have the right to ask which life I just finished, right?" "Yes." "Can you tell me then?" "Yes." Oh god! Then tell me, Does this grim reaper has talking allergies? "Which life have I just passed?" "Your second one." Then there was an awkward silence for a while. After few moments of silence, there came thud. Seems like it was the silence before a thunder.
We rushed towards the door. There a blond was lying. Grasping for breath. Blood flowing out from what seemed like behind the shoulder. It didn't seem like he hurt his head. Nor did any weapon could make his back bleed so much.
Even if you'd close my eyes I could visualize his face perfectly. He Had that kind of beauty. The way he was moaning. Even if you'd cover my ears I could hear the ache in his voice. That kind of effect his voice made.
He was moving like a fish out of water would do.
I didn't know what to do, he was such a giant. Blood all over the place. I was literally standing on the pool of blood. The reaper was behind me doing nothing. I didn't know. I didn't know why I was doing this. But I thought it'd be better than seeing him ache. I took the axe reaper was holding. And smashed him, right in his head. He laid. Laid still.

NOTE:
This will be continued. This hasn't ended. If you want to know about what happens next? From where that guy landed?
Why was he bleeding immensely? I'll be sharing all these answers in the next part. Stay tuned!
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