Sometime in the comfortable darkness of our minds we realize that maybe this isn't the person you want to be, that maybe this isn't the life you had plan; thrusted into this chaotic hell of living.

Could death really be freedom? Almost like a get out of jail free card in that corrupt board game Monopoly?

People say when your good in life you'll be rewarded and go to heaven; well sorry to all those who believe in the ramblings of pastors who more often then not just enjoy the sound of their own voice commanding a room but I wouldn't allow myself self the hope of thinking of something that sounds so "perfect" is actually true.

I always wonder what happens to those tainted by their own dishonest ways, do they go to this so called "hell", a place where demons roam and torture those convicted of hideous crimes towards humanity.

I guess I'll just stay content with my insanity complex.

Akito was also content with the fact that he was a total fucking asshole, well until that horrible Honda girl showed and silently detached the strings of fear that he had soundly wrapped around the idiotic fools he dared to call family. Just the thought of that pleasant smile that she had constantly plastered across that blameless and unjustly flawless face of hers always made him feel gravely sick to the stomach.

And so he allowed the darkness consume the last strand of his already defiled sanity; it was strange that it had happen to be snowing that uneventful day, he had always enjoyed the pureness that it somehow brought to the unfaithful civilization as it sheltered the chilled, stiff ground with its cloak of white.

The little pond that he had specifically placed in the middle of the vast jungle inside the Sohma estate was absolutely stunning as small puffy flakes drifted lazily from the sky to skim across its still not yet frozen surface. Yes this was the place he wanted to end his tortured existence; life was never fair or easy especially when your own bony shoulders had to care the weight of such a terrible atrocity.

And as his body slipped slothfully into the frigid water he couldn't contain the laugh that clawed it's way from his deathly pale throat.

Jamie sighed lightly as she seated herself in one of the horrendously bright plastic chairs that lined the hallway; the set up briefly reminded her of the seats that had been set out in front of the office of her elementary school. She remembered the time her teacher had sent her there for screaming at a peer; the chairs were just as uncomfortable too.

"…so."

Sean shot her another bright smile and picked up the forgotten chair after remembering that it was sprawled out on the floor; he sat on it again.

"Do you know why you're her sis?"

Jamie place a thin finger lightly on her cheek as she gazed up at the roof, a look of bewilderment clouded her features and she quickly stared down at her faded tennis sneakers shaking her head.

"You're dead."

"…That's what I thought."

Jamie was a plain girl but she didn't lack commonsense; Sean was dead and if she could see him and actually feel his physical being either she had lost it or she had passed on too.

"But you're not supposed to be! It was an accident!"

Jamie peered down at the small boy as he kicked out a leg in anger and disappointment, an action of a spoiled child that didn't get its way.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

Sean sighed and looked down to the end of the hall, he mumbling under his breath at the tell tale clicking of high heeled shoes resounding through out the silent building.

"Jamie Daniels?"

A tall, slender woman sauntered down the hall way, she stopped to recite the name off the black clipboard she had tightly curled in the crook of her left elbow. Her face was pale with a narrow chin and high cheekbones; she had sharp blue eyes that glared over the top of her thin glasses. Her long brunette hair was yanked back into a taut bun on the top of her head and she was suited in a spotless white blouse and grey a-line skirt; she was very professional and as she tapped the pad of her black shoe she was clearly very annoyed.

"Well are you Miss. Daniels or not?" she snapped.

Jamie's body twitched in response but she nodded, noticing the way her brother's boy tensed beside her.

"Finally! There's been a slight mistake that's lead to some…unfortunate events."

"SHE'S DEAD!"

The woman sneered at the small boy who had quickly jumped to his feet, once again knocking the chair to the floor with an even louder clatter.

"I Know."

"First you kill her and now you want to take her from me again!"

The woman stomped her foot down harshly making Jamie jump again; Sean didn't falter, his glare just darkened.

"You're just a little boy you wouldn't understand these things."

Jamie had finally had enough she slowly got onto her feet, trying to still ignore the cracking and pops of her knee caps as everything fell into place.

"But I'm not, I want to know what the HELL is going on NOW!"

The lady stepped back offended by the young girl's choice of words and clear disrespect of her elders.

"Well since you're body is no longer…available we under Heaven's law have to provide you with a new one."

….

"WHAT?"