'Where is light at the end of the tunnel?'
Damon grumbled in his mind or was it his consciousness? He himself didn't know. There was a lot he didn't know or understood at the moment. It frustrated him greatly.
To make it worse, he didn't know how to start searching for answers. The darkness hid everything around him.
'To think that people are fighting about the kind of afterlife there might be. If only there was a way to tell them the truth. The look on their faces…'
The afterlife was a much discussed topic in the world of the living. Some believed it to be a station in between, some saw it as a final destination. Whatever the differences there might have been between the various philosophies, all believed there to be something.
But the truth was, or at least as far as Damon could observe, the afterlife was just a dark place where one drifted to space and time.
