Laura couldn't feel anything. She heard the crash but didn't feel anything. She looked around her. There was a sandy hill with the sound of car alarms and a hissing of a reck. She started walking over and she froze while her jaw dropped.
There was Robbie's car, and another car crashed and turned over. Robbie's body was hanging out of the front window, and to Laura's surprise, she saw her own body on the ground crumbled up. She was so terrified. This all had to be a dream. That's what it is. Right?
"Hello Laura Moon." A haunting voice called. Laura turned and saw a man standing there. "Where am I?" She asked him. "You are in-between life and the after life." He told her. "You are dead Laura Moon." He continued.
Laura looked around her. This still had to be a dream. She couldn't be dead.
"Come with me." He said and started walking away. Laura swallowed and followed the man. He led her to a blanket where a weight was. One side had a pure white feather on it, the other side was clear of anything.
The man kneeled onto the blanket and motioned for her to do the same, so she did. "I am Anubis. I am here to lead you away to where you will spend your afterlife. To do that, I am to weigh your heart against this feather." He told her. She raised an eyebrow at his words. "A feather?" She asked confused. The dark man nodded in front of him. He tilted his head at her. Laura looked around her angerly. She died being assaulted.
"After I weigh your heart, it will be decided weather or not you go to heaven or hell." The man told her. Her gaze turned to him. She watched him as he reached for her heart. But she smacked his hand away, glaring at his shocked face.
No one has ever been able to stop him.
She then slammed her hand onto the empty side of the scale.
"My heart has many things. I have lived my life. Good and bad. It weights more than a fucking feather. I shouldn't be here. I shouldn't have died. I was being raped, and that bastard called God allowed me to die while giving my future rapist a blowjob."
She looked around her for a moment.
"And where is he at? Have you weighted his heart? Taken him to hell? Cause he is deserving of that fucking pit." Laura told him. She kept glaring at the man as she stood. "I refuse to allow this to be the last of me." She told him backing up.
But she hit something. Looking behind her, she saw her hot tub..
"You have been mourned Laura Moon. Your insides destroyed. Chemicals replaced them. Buried for the maggots to devour. Come into here. God has a spot for you. He has forgiven you of your sins and welcomes you into your new home." The man said opening the lid of the hot tub.
She shook her head fearfully as she quickly moved away. "Fuck yoooou!" She shouted as she felt her body being sucked away.