So here we are, at the pivotal point in the story. Nny has died and that is all there is to it. It has been a good life, hasn't it? From this point forward in the story, I think I shall revert back to Nny's complete name, Johnny C

Johnny woke up with a start on the floor of the church. He dusted himself off.

For a moment, he did not remember where he was: until he saw Eff.

"Eff, what the hell am I doing here? I don't remember coming to THIS church."

Eff giggled at him and walked slowly over to Johnny. He was smiling sweetly.

"Nny, you do not remember what happened?"

"Remember what?"

Eff continued to smile.

"Ten minutes ago, you walked inside this church. This very church you are standing in. You tried to kill a young woman and her beau, but you did not succeed in doing it. Her boyfriend, apparently, swung a large blunt instrument at your head, which…" Eff stopped there.

"Which means what? That I'm dead or something?"

Eff just smiled, then pointed at the body of Johnny, still lying in its spot underneath the crucifix with Jesus staring down at him.

Johnny walked closer to the body and looked down at the face. The moon was showing the pained and shocked expression on the face of the dead man. Johnny backed away and looked back at Eff.

"No. I don't believe it. I can't be dead. IT'S JUST NOT POSSIBLE!"

"Oh but it is, it is, Nny. Look over there."

Johnny looked down the pews, and saw a cloaked figure walking up to where he and Eff were. The figure was carrying a scythe.

The hair stood on the back of Johnny's neck.

"Johnny C." it said. "Your final judgment awaits you. Come with me." It began to reach out for him, with its long, skeletal hands.

Johnny backed away from its hands.

"You're only making this longer for yourself, Johnny. I have all the time in the world."

"Then perhaps you won't mind if I don't come with you, tonight, tomorrow, or the next night."

Running to the wall, Johnny stopped.

"God I hope that what they say about ghosts running through walls are true."

He hesitated, and then stuck his foot through the wall.

"Hey, guess it does work."

He jumped through the wall and landed on the hard dirt that had once been grass. Getting up, he ran down the path and onto the sidewalk.

The Grim Reaper saddled beside Eff, and looked down at the D-Boy.

"Another failure, Eff?" he laughed. "It will only be a short time before I will come for you."

"You'll still be waiting. All I have to do is get to him before my one hour's up."

The Reaper continued to laugh. "And how do you expect to do that?"

Eff smiled. "By getting to the one friend he has in this entire world." He looked at the reaper. "Is it possible to get inside someone's dreams?"

"Completely. There's this one boy who dreams of the specter of death getting to him all night long."

"Would his name, perhaps, be Todd?"

"Correct."

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What has Squee got to do with anything in this story? What are Eff's plans for Nny? Who is Eff's mysterious master? Why can't I get a girlfriend? Just kidding on that last part. But three good questions that are to be answered in the future.