Letter to the Council

A group of people stood around in a dark room, confused and scared. None of them had ever been in the room before, nor, by the looks of it, have more than likely never have met before this moment in time. They had no idea where they were or why they were there. Soon, the lights flickered on, showing a young woman sitting in the middle of the room. She was pale skinned, raven haired, and crimson eyed. She was dressed in all black, the name tag she was wearing read "Amber O'Faith". The young woman looked around at the group, parting her blood red painted lips to speak.

"Thank you for joining us, and welcome to The Council. It is my wholehearted pleasure to inform each and every one of you that you have departed from your physical human form and are now dead."

Panic and fear began to consume the group as they began mumbling among themselves. Amber saw their panic and a small smirk grew across her lips.

"You are a remarkable group of souls. You are in a place I like to call "The Land of Deceased.""

Her smirk faded as she looked at the individually, each one feeling compelled to sit before her and continue to listen while some were still in disbelief and shock.

"As many of you have already realized, the memories of your previous lives have already begun to fade. Although you may not remember or understand, I can assure you that each and every one you are indeed connected. Connected in your previous lives and now again in death."

She stood, crossing her arms over her black, Victorian blouse clad chest as she took a breath.

"To make believe that you death means the end of you as an entity, but this is false. You have all been given a very special opportunity that most souls don't have the good fortune or privilege of receiving. The opportunity of taking in closure and understanding. The opportunity to obtain sublime insight into your previous life. I'm not here to judge you, and I'm not hear to preach. My role here is to guide you are we search through your past. To help you connect the dots and reveal to you the truth. To show you how our souls survive."

The young woman finished her letter and the room went black once again.