At the bottom of the slide was a darkness so complete Claire knew she was in hell. Hell was probably pretty dark and also it was underground. There was no other explanation at all.
“I can’t believe I’m dead,” Claire said. “I can’t wait to tell the others. They better hurry up and get down here!”
She waited and waited but the didn’t arrive. She was furious.
“Where are they?!” Claire said. “ What a bunch of scaredy cats! I knew they were frightened! Well, now I’m dead, I’m going to and haunt them all. Forever! Then we’ll see how scared they are!”
The idea of haunting her siblings filled her with so much glee she did some cartwheels in the dark. She wasn’t worried at all about falling over or crashing into something because she was dead and being dead meant you couldn’t hurt yourself at all. And even if you could, you couldn’t die. Not again.
Being dead was brilliant.
1. Written on the 6th May, 2021
2. And a sequel to Tales From The Town #22