….Shane stares at the emptiness that sits before him and swallows, or at best mimics the process.
“I-I-I, I saw plenty of films, hundreds even, and none of them dealt with the afterlife like this,” he says as he looks over his shoulder and allows a cold shiver to work its way through his transparent frame.
“OH FOR GODS SAKE! Would you shut the FUCK UP!” Tony spits as he looks up from his phone, and casts a disgruntled glare towards Shaun. “Do you know, since you’ve been dead you’ve become more of a complainer than you were when your where alive, and believe me when I say this, I wouldn’t have thought that would’ve been even possible, but here we are.”
“DO YOU THINK I’M HAPPY ABOUT THIS! DO YOU THINK I WANT TO SPEND THE REST OF WHATEVER I HAVE LEFT TETHERED TO YOU? DO YOU THINK OUT OF ALL THE POSSIBILITIES OF AN AFTER LIFE, THIS IS WHAT I DREAMT OF? DO YOU?” he bellows venomously.
“See, this is why I killed you in the first place!…..”