What happened?
There was an eerie silence...
A gasp, a flicker of eyes, and a realization of another reality.
He was laying on his back. Why did his clothes feel baggier than usual? As he stared down at himself, he indeed saw his clothes and... bones...
Bones!
Immediately, this confused soul did his best to stand, momentarily wavering on his literal bony feet.
Using his hands to feel the outline of his skull didn't assure him much.
"Where am I?!", he yelled, turning around and saw the glowing buildings that nearly blinded him. How could he have missed something so beautiful and unusually pleasing to the eye?
He gawked at the sight of the other inhabitants of this world. Bony skeletons as well; they however looked natural as though they were used to their appearance.
But, if they were dead, then that must mean... he was dead.
"Oh!", he yelled.
He vaguely remembered a gunshot and a woman screaming.
As he staggered towards the gleaming city of the Dead, his thoughts turned to the living world.
Would anybody miss him?
AN - I realize this is a short, unsatisfying, and most likely a disappointing ending, but I realized I could make it open to interpretation and leave it ambiguous.
I'm considering making a sequel or a series of one shots. I have to wait and see with everything going on lately.
Let me know if anyone would be interested in more of this story.
Thank you to everyone who read, commented, reviewed, favorited and followed my fanfic! I appreciate all of you!