The screaming of the tires perforated the last few moments Dallas' ears were still active. The wreck was a head-on collision, the other car not paying attention to the traffic lights (and honestly neither was Dallas). Dallas was knocked out on impact, the other driver was killed. Everyone at the scene rushed to the accident, some man ripped Dallas out of his truck before it burst into flames. He was taken to the hospital immediately, where his mother rushed to as soon as she heard the news. There he stayed for a month until today.

Today, he dreamed. A few hours were left till the light returned to his eyes and he woke, but right now he dreamed, of light, of a new kind of light. The darkness of the coma was shattered as some unearthly being took the hand of what he assumed was his subconsciousness made visual by his dreaming state. It spoke words into his ears of a beauty he could never quite comprehend. There was a promise of future, yet a warning of death, then it was gone and he was floating in darkness again. [i]"Heaven is waiting, but first you must die..."[/i] Back in the fleshly world, his foot twitched, but nobody would notice as not even his mother was looking. 

Within a few hours, six more people would be in his hospital room. Six more people will share his destiny. Six more people...

[s]You have two posting rotations to get to the hospital room for his glorious awakening! There will be seven chairs lining the walls of a blank room, his mother, a short blonde woman with an appearance to turn heads for her age, sits in once of the chairs. On the TV plays a music station with heavy music playing on low volume. Have fun and prepare to die! *ahem* Have fun I mean.[/s]