"xxx" = Talking

'xxx' = thinking

There I was, on a not-so-normal day, forced onto my knees with a man dressed in all black towering above me.

"Any last words before you die?" The man in black says as he readies his sword.

Sadly, today is the day of my execution. I have been fighting in a war for the past few years and during a scouting mission, my squad was captured, and now that they interrogated us they have decided to execute us.

"Yea I do." I respond back to my executor.

"And what are they?"

"Tell your bitch of a boss that he stopped a perfectly nice man from a nice and peaceful retirement!"

The executor just lets out a loud laugh as he brings his blade down on my neck, cutting it off instantly.

'Well I guess this is it, now I will just disappear from the world. I guess that's kinda a form of retirement. But I wish I could spend it with my friend, we had so many plans to do after this dumb war was over.' I think as I am now in pure darkness.

But instead of disappearing everything suddenly becomes bright. And after a few seconds, I am staring at an unfamiliar wooden ceiling.

'What the hell! This is the opposite of what is supposed to happen! What's going on?'