Jynmi died. He was sure of at least that much. One moment he was sitting down, nice and comfortably, with his nose in a book and the family throne beneath his rear. He hadn't actually needed to go, but the house was always so full of noise before everyone left and he just needed some me time. So he locked the restroom door, and there it was, or at least there it should've been. He didn't even have time to remember to put his headphones in before the city bus came crashing through the wall on his right, and smashed him into the one on his left.
Next thing he knows, he's still seated on the toilet seat, but then his, or his body, is over there between the wall and front of the bus. Unsure of what else there was to do he crossed his arms, got to his feet and looked around. There was someone in the driver's seat. He could see the man through the window. His face was wide open, and his eyes were bulging so much they looked like they were about to jump out of his head. Both hands were on the wheel. So there was that.
"Hello." Jynmi said, jumping up and down at the side of the front of the bus, trying to get the man's attention, but the man wouldn't move. Upon closer inspection it appeared that the man wasn't breathing either. "Is he dead too?" The young man took a step back and put his hands on his hips.
"No." A voice from behind him said. Startled, Jynmi turned around and there was a black cloaked figure with a scythe in one hand, an hour glass in another, and a long rolled of piece of parchment in the third. Jynmi recounted just to make sure and he was relieved to find he could count up to three still. So it was true, there were some things death didn't change. "Just you." The recently dead opened his mouth to speak, but was cut off by an empty hand which waved him for silence. "There's no time for questions." The reaper said and before Jynmi knew it, there was a flash of light and he found himself in a black space, floating. "One second. I just have to get the other one." There was another flash and Jynmi was left alone in the darkness
Next thing he knows, he's still seated on the toilet seat, but then his, or his body, is over there between the wall and front of the bus. Unsure of what else there was to do he crossed his arms, got to his feet and looked around. There was someone in the driver's seat. He could see the man through the window. His face was wide open, and his eyes were bulging so much they looked like they were about to jump out of his head. Both hands were on the wheel. So there was that.
"Hello." Jynmi said, jumping up and down at the side of the front of the bus, trying to get the man's attention, but the man wouldn't move. Upon closer inspection it appeared that the man wasn't breathing either. "Is he dead too?" The young man took a step back and put his hands on his hips.
"No." A voice from behind him said. Startled, Jynmi turned around and there was a black cloaked figure with a scythe in one hand, an hour glass in another, and a long rolled of piece of parchment in the third. Jynmi recounted just to make sure and he was relieved to find he could count up to three still. So it was true, there were some things death didn't change. "Just you." The recently dead opened his mouth to speak, but was cut off by an empty hand which waved him for silence. "There's no time for questions." The reaper said and before Jynmi knew it, there was a flash of light and he found himself in a black space, floating. "One second. I just have to get the other one." There was another flash and Jynmi was left alone in the darkness