Death is but a door chapter 2
(I don't own Iz...If you say I do, go stick your head in a blender)
Dib woke up. His's first thoughts were of his aching chest, but as he opened his eyes his thoughts shifted. "Where the hell am I?" Dib said as he sat up. No one answered his question as he stood up and looked around himself. All Dib saw was a never ending void of white. "Hello?" Dib said quietly. The void was silent as he continued to talk. "HELLO!" Dib said as he cupped his hands over his mouth. "Yes?" Said a voice behind him. Dib let out a loud scream and turned around to see a tall black robbed figure. "W-W-W-Who are you?" Stammered out Dib, who was freaked out by this tall figure. "That's not important...I assume your Dib Membrain? Age sixteen, hight five foot eight inches?" Said the lone figure.
"That's me...where am I?" said the now confused Dib. "how can I put this?... you kicked the bucket" said the figure with hesitation. "What?" Said the really confused Dib. "Um...moved to a house six feet under? Mole's bringing the mail? Paying your debt to nature?" said the figure with escalating annoyance. "I'm not following you." said Dib. "Your dead!" shouted the robed figure.
"D-D-Dead?" Said Dib quietly. "But I threw away the compound... I decided that life was worth living!". "...you mean the chlorine gas? You did throw it away and decide not to kill yourself. But when you went to sleep your heart failed." said the robed figure with pity in his voice. "My heart failed? So when I decided that life was finally worth living...I HAD A HEART ATTACK? Dib said with anger. "Yep...When your time has come you gotta go." Said the robed figure as he flipped through a old looking book. "There must be some mistake...I can't die yet! I'm only sixteen! Said Dib with a slight sob. The figure continued looking through the old book until he stoped and said "Don't believe me? Look for yourself." The figure showed Dib a page from the book. Dib looked at the page and read it allowed "Dib Membrain age sixteen hight five feet, 8 inches. Dies from heart failure at 1:30 pm while asleep." Dib was silent after he read this. "your time was up my friend." said the robed figure with sympathy, as he put his pale hand on Dib's shoulder.
Dib struggled out of the figures grip. The robed figure released him and Dib faced him. "You must be death then..." Said Dib with an emotionless tone. "Not at all... I am but a tool of death" said the figure. The figure snapped his fingers and two older looking leather chairs appeared out of nowhere. The figure sat down and took off his hood. The robed figures face was shallow and hollow looking. His eyes were a dull gold and his hair bone white. "Sit down...stay awhile." he said with a small smile. Dib sat down in the chair and looked at his feet. They both sat there in silence for what seemed like hours until the unknown figure broke the silence and said with a catlike smile "Welcome to the other side. I am Mortus. I will be your reaper for this afterlife."
Wow...this whole thing just almost wrote it's self.
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IB signing off.
