[color=004b80][center][h1] Kyle Hishamie [/h1][/center][/color]
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Kyle felt the blade pierce him, and struggled in vain. He felt the sharp pain, the lack of breath, the hopelessness that came with dying. Kyle looked at the elf with pleading eyes, and the other women who tried to save him. Why did he have to try and be stupid? Dumb question he didnt have to try. Kyle closed his eyes and let the darkness take him away.

Kyle opened his eyes and blinked, slowly at first. Then Kyle drew a shortness of breath and started to look around frantic. He was in the same spot as he was when he first appeared in this strange place. Kyle raced his hands to his neck, and he felt no wounds. Kyle could not believe what just happened. 

[color=004b80]"D-d-did-did I just....what the Goddamn shit,"[/color]Kyle said to himself[color=004b80],"I felt my death, and now im....not dead anymore?"[/color]

Kyle stood there in place for a few seconds, then began walking forward. Kyle realized with a start that he did in fact die, and somehow now he wasnt. Unless heaven was meant to look like real life. Or hell. But Kyle realized that the only proof he was going to get any answers he should go back to the scene of his death. Kyle headed back to the spot he died.

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