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Not even in death. The End.

I didn't know what he was thinking. He slowly approached my body and pressed his fingers to my neck, seemingly wanting to verify that I was dead. I wondered whether he would cremate me. The urn was right beside me, so he should understand what I wanted. Of course, there wasn't anything I could do if he pretended not to know and went against my wishes. I floated in mid-air and played with my fingernails, feeling bored. Then, I caught the gleam of tears in Gary's eyes. I widened my eyes in shock, unable to believe what I'd just seen.

There will be scenes of BDSM dynamic between our Male Lead and Female Lead, so if you aren't into kink or it makes you uncomfortable, please do not read any further. I hope that you enjoy Alpha of the Dead. --Sydney

And in this lifetime, we'd never see each other again. Once my phone went dead, the only thing left for them was my maggot-ridden body and the farewell gift I had so carefully prepared.

He can feel someone touch his face until he loses complete consciousness. “Mom… Kara, Mara…” he called until he completely gave in. Those three words are his last words before he died as if he was trying to call his family. After a minute, the guy who is in front of Fletcher’s dead body, slowly stands on the ground and puts his hands on his pocket. “Clean this mess. And also, prepare the records for his shipment,” he ordered his men. “Yes sir!” his men answered in chorus. He smiled a bit then took his cellphone from his pocket.

He walked to the adjacent ward and opened the door, but there was no sign of me. Frowning, he went to the nurses' station. "Where is patient 807? She just had kidney surgery. She shouldn't be moving around." The nurse checked the computer and replied calmly, "Patient 807, Jocelyn Pryce… was declared deceased at 5:20 p.m. this afternoon."

"She couldn't speak. She could barely breathe. When I saw that... it scared me... I wanted to call a doctor, an ambulance, someone to help. She called me over, to-told me to sit down and listen carefully. She said she wanted me to promise her something before she goes..." Damien let out a sigh and wiped his tears. Ashleigh could feel tears building up in her eyes too. "She said I should promise to move on and continue being a good man... promise to live life to the fullest and not let anything stop me from doing so... be it sickness, be it poverty, be it loss, I should take it all as it comes. "I promised her I would then she... sh-she closed her eyes a-a-and that was it. She just... died...

It was like one of those old movies that had been recolored and looked just a little off. Brayden slid a small black jewelry box across the desk towards her. When she opened it the box blinded the camera and the screen went to complete static. Meredith heard the static get louder and louder and she began to fall faster and faster. She was moving at dizzying speeds and twirling the tree roots became black and white swirls and spiral designs that spun with her making her even more dizzy than she already was.

She watched his horrible, strangely pretty cupid’s bow lips move as he spoke again. “I saw you watching me.” Her blood did something strange then. It quit moving. It ceased bringing oxygen to her brain, stopped warming her body. It slunk away from her face and her extremities. Marie felt cold, frozen. Like Aleta’s body had been before the cremation. Like some of her pieces probably still were. But the rest were ashed down in a cheery little fire and kept warm and snug in an urn next to her grandmother. That was joy, yes? That was peace.

********* Two days later. Cara's POV I am feeling everything at once, but in the same time, nothing at all. My inside feels heavy yet light. I am cold, I am so cold. I can feel myself breathing, I feel the air push in and out of my lungs, I can feel my heart beating, pumping against my rib cage. I am alive, I know that I am alive but a part of me dies as they lower the casket into the ground. The coffin is dark stained cherry and it is perfectly polished. It has a cushioned and a silky lining. I want to touch it, will they let me touch it? I want to open it and see him one last time, would they let me do that?