DAYS OF OUR LIVES - CHATTIN' WITH SALEMITES
Episode 4
Tripp and Bo
(After Tripp sacrificed his life to save Allie against the Devil)
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-Tripp Johnson blinked his weary eyes open and lets out a deep breath as he noticed his surroundings.
Tripp: ...where am I?
He looked to his left and right. The entire open space looked white. Bright white. He noticed the floor made of glass, and he noticed his reflection. He gasped. There was no wounds on his face. His hair seemed to glow like gold. His green eyes sparkled like emerald. His outfit no longer a rugged set of jacket and shirt with jeans, he had on a white robe that glistened like pearl.
-Tripp: Am I dead?
He suddenly looked up at the echoing sound of his voice. Yup, his voice came out as an echo. Strange, but he didn't feel nervous or scared.
He didn't feel any of the negative feelings actually. In fact, he felt an overwhelming sense of peace filling up his chest.
Then he saw some stairs magically appear before him. One by one. One above the other. At the sight of them, he felt something in his chest welling up also-a lost sense of longing that seemed to have finally been filled up. It's as if he was finally home.
A huge smile crept up his face once he saw the stairs reach up the sky to a set of golden gates. He took a step toward it, his foot echoing each one of them, and before he knew it he was in front of the staircase. He was about to take one more step.
-?: And where do you think you're going?
Another echoing voice spoke behind him. He turned around to the sight of another angel. This one had brown hair and short beard and had a pleasant friendly face.
-Tripp: Uhh... hello?
-?: Hi!
Awkward pause
-?: I asked you a question young man.
-Tripp: Oh! Right. Sorry. Uhh...
Tripp pointed up the stairs.
-Tripp: I'm just heading home.
-?: No you're not.
-Tripp: Who are you? (gasps) Are you St. Peter? The gatekeeper?
The angel laughed.
-?: No. He's on a break at the moment. I'm Bo.
-Tripp: Bo?
The angel nodded. Tripp's eyes lit up.
-Tripp: Wait, I've seen your picture before. You're Ciara's father?
-Bo: I sure am.
-Tripp: (laughs and smiles) Oh my god. Ciara spoke a lot of great things about you while we were dating. It's... it's nice to meet you in person. Err... in... spirit, I guess.
Bo laughed.
-Bo: Likewise young man. But I can't let you take the stairs toward Heaven. Not yet at least.
-Tripp: Uhh... (laughs nervously) ...what do you mean?
-Bo: It is not your time yet.
-Tripp: It's not.
-Bo: Tripp-
Bo reached up and placed his hands on Tripp's shoulders.
-Bo: -you still have a lot of years in your life ahead of you. Lots of them to fulfill and to achieve. Your sacrifice was truly appreciated and I am here to grand you a second chance.
-Tripp: A second... chance?
Bo nodded.
-Tripp: You really mean that?
Bo took a step back and winked at him.
-Bo: Watch this
Bo closed his eyes and his celestial body faded out until it vanished. Tripp stepped back, looked around, searching for Bo. He was gone.
-Tripp: Uhh, Bo?
Before Tripp could react, he felt a finger pressed to his forehead. A bright light swallowed Tripp and Tripp vanished.
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