Wander the streets when work lets out

You walk down the streets when work lets out. You live south but you walk northwest. Your truck is parked at work but you just feel like wandering about for a while.

There is some sorta commotion at the library. You go over to check it out. A sign is posted saying Libraries are off limits. People are marching about outside the place chanting their protests. You just barge in past officers who try to stop you.

They have this place sealed up indeed. You burst into a rage. You scream into the faces of the cops who guard the place. One of them shoots you in the chest with his shotgun killing you instantly.

The End

You are dead. This is hell! Your flesh melts off your bones and reforms. Agony beyond anything endurable. This goes on for three months and then you are reincarnated yet again.

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• 1 Next life one
• 2 Next life two
• 3 Next life three
• 4 Next life four
• 5 HE EnD