"Where am I?"
"You're here."
"Where?"
"Here, silly."
"Where is here?"
"Here. Will you stop asking the same question? I'm trying to locate your name on the list."
"What list?"
"I'm looking for your name in this list, the list of people who died. Quite a long list, isn't it?"
"I died?!"
"Yes you did. Why so surprised, young man? Everyone dies - it's even more common than living."
"That can't be true! How, when - how did that happen? I was driving.. and then -"
"And then you died. Your car lost control, jumped into the lake and you drowned."
"I think I remember now. It was raining hard and I was trying to get home as fast as I could for my daughter's birthday. I promised her I'd be there."
"Uh-huh. And you broke that promise by dying. Good going dude, ha!"
"Hey! I didn't choose to die -"
"You didn't. No one could. Only He could've chosen if you would've survived or not."
"Yeah, that old guy who claims to be all loving and merciful but ruins everything."
"You're not the first one who claims so. And you won't be the first one to change his mind."
"We'll see about that."
"We'll see. Ah! Here it is. Lance Campbell, 46, business consultant. You have two kids and a wife who thinks you're having an affair - which was once true - but she loved you too much to not even think of having a divorce. You're very lucky you know. It's sad you're like most people who fail to see how blessed they are."
"I love Kathleen. I really do. That's why I left Cindy. I couldn't bear cheating on my wife anymore."
"There's no need for you to explain. The old guy is actually happy with you. Even though you've given in to temptation, you chose to go back to your family. Ah, the beauty of free will and intellect, of second chances. Don't you find it fascinating?"
"Whatever you say."
"Ha! Tell me. Why won't man find time to indulge in the beauty of life? It's been bugging me for all eternity. You've been given enough time - a life to discover and enjoy the beauty of everything."
"Time? Well, it's a privilege if you have time to feast your eyes with the wonders of the earth."
"Is that why you made instant noodles? To try to have time?"
"I don't know. Maybe, I guess. But time so you won't be late for work - not for vacation."
"Work. Ah yes, you people had to work yourselves to death in order to have money that will supposedly save you from death in the end."
"That's how things work on earth. Wait, how about my family? Will they be okay?"
"They'll manage. Your wife will be distraught when they see your corpse. They'll weep over your death, of course, but they'll move on."
"So they'll forget about me?"
"I didn't say that. They love you, and love is more powerful than time, even death."
"You seem to know a lot on the subject."
"Oh I do. Eternity has taught me a lot. Speaking of eternity, we can have all the time to talk - I personally want to hear your stories. The angels would escort you to room 629. I'll be right there after attending some business."
"Wait, so this is heaven? Not that I don't to be in that place, but, according to the rules, my sins are enough to get me a passport to hell."
"First, this place is more or less heaven. You could call it whatever you want to call it. Second, remember that forgiveness is as powerful as love. The old guy loves you, and has forgiven you for all the errors you've committed. You're only human, after all. He understands. Now, let the angels take you to your room and we'll continue our little chat later."
"Wait! I forgot to ask. Who are you?"
"I'm the old guy. I'll see you later, My child."
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The Old Guy by KASH
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