Will there be a light waiting for me at the end of this tunnel? I don't think so. I am dead after all. I lived and tried to help humans, help gods, coexist.. I have failed sadly, I can only wait for someone else to come in the future and complete my failed task. The person reading this may ask, what was my dream? I don't have one after all, I'm a dead soul. Asking the dead a question won't give you an answer. I have no mouth to talk on and I have no words to Say after all. Who am I? I am Chloah, thats what I think to be honest. The black stone? I don't know, however my heart feels closely related to it. Many question are filling my head, the whispers.. I want to cry and sob, I want to stoo the pain that I'm feeling all the time.
Is this how it feels to be dead?
There are two girls over there. One in the wheelchair and one pushing her, helping her move. It is burning.. My body. I can feel it but not the pain. Is this what they call being Unfeelable? Undetectable? A ghost? After Death not many stuff happens but I can tell for sure, that it is better than being alive. Humans and Gods being together? What a joke I was living for. There is only... Only pain...
And this is how the story of Chloah concluded. The 3 chapters showing the three stages of her life, I wonder if the happiness is there, however it is less unlikely.
"Hey, I feel like, we are closer to the city. We should hurry, night is close. The three girls slowly approached a city, within the concrete walls passing through and arriving in the place where everything is found."