We walked in the shadows down the street. We went outside of all the streets and to another huge rock.
"C'mon," Gerard said walking into the rock.
This time, when we came out on the other side of the rock, we were in a coffee shop. There were tons of people filling the room, getting coffee and other things, then leaving or sitting down to enjoy it. They didn't even flinch or look up when we just appeared in the middle of the crowded shop. In fact, they didn't even appear to see us at all.
"We're in a real coffee shop." Gerard said seeing the look of confusion on my face, "The people here don't even see us. They're alive, but we're dead."
"You can come back here?" I asked.
"If you want to. Most people don't because they don't enjoy seeing people alive and still living their lives while they are dead."
"Why are we here?"
"I thought this would be the perfect place to talk. Well, maybe not here in this very building, but in the real person realm."
We left the coffee shop and headed down a street to a park. It was completely the opposite of the realm we had just been in. Here it was sunny, kids were playing, birds chirping, you know, the perfect sunny day. We sat down under a tree and Gerard started talking.
"It used to be different there. It used to be like it is here. The weather used to always be perfect, no rain or anything. But then trouble began.
It all started when a man came into town. We don't know much about him. I mean, we don't even know his real name! But, we assume that he died and wasn't happy about it. So, he decided to take over our world."
"What do you mean take over?"
"I mean, he kind of declared himself the dictator. Well, naturally, that didn't sit well with everyone living there, me included. We tried to over throw him but he was too powerful."
"Wait, what do you mean powerful?"
"Well, we don't really know. We just know that if anybody even tried to do anything to over throw him, he'd somehow have them locked up in a cell, forever. It was said that nobody would ever escape if he locked them up. Well, one person did."
"Who?" I asked. I was curious now.
"Well, me," He said.
"What? How?"
"I don't know exactly. I just kind of, did. Well, after I broke out I got together four of the best people I knew to help fight him."
"Mikey, Ray, Bob, and Frank," I said understanding now.
"Yes, and we decided to form our own army to destroy him."
"That's why you need all of the people!" I said in understanding.
"Yes. We thought that some day we might have enough people to over throw him."
"But, why aren't you safe in the city?"
"He realized that I had escaped and, after a while, realized what we were doing. We had to find ways to hide from him, and the only way we could to that was to leave the city."
"But, why do you travel around and pick patients? Why don't you just go around to people that are already dead?"
"He would catch up to us soon enough if we did that. And, most of the people in the city are terrified of him and wouldn't take the risk of joining us. We thought that it would be smarter just to go around to people that had just died. We thought that maybe we could get more people that way."
"I understand now." I said.
Gerard was quiet.
"Gerard?" I asked.
"Yeah?"
"What happened today? With the woman and the hearse."
"He must have thought that she was trying to over throw him and was locking her up."
"Oh,"
We didn't talk for a few minutes. Then Gerard started talking again.
"Do you still want to leave us?"
"No, there's no way I could go now. But, Gerard?"
"Yes?"
"Do you show everybody this when they first join? Or was this some special thing?"
"No, I don't show this to everybody."
"Then, why did you show this to me?"
He looked me straight in the eyes, "It's time we talk about Frank."