Astrid

  It was nothingness. Not black, not white. Not dark or light—just nothing. I could feel my body somehow, and I remembered everything, but at the same time, I was confused.

  Was this the afterlife? If it was, it sucked.

  We were made to believe there’s a whole new world out there after death, some peaceful realm or great beyond. So why, then, was I here? Why was there only emptiness?

  I sat down, pulling my knees to my chest. I ...