hi sorry there probably won't be a part 2 but glad you liked my take on this!!

Alexa's going crazy. There's no other possible reason for it. She doesn't even know how it happens.

One day she wakes up, only to see a ghoul like creature staring back into the depths of her soul. It doesn't resemble anything, just a vague black shape, with a hood covering it.

It must have eyes, for it follows her everywhere but she's never seen them. Then again, no one else sees the creature either.

She tried running for miles, screaming even going on a road trip to another state but the creature is always there. Lurking in the corner.

Alexa stares morosely at her coffee - her last one before she checks herself into the mental hospital.

Thats when she sees the woman. And the creature behind her. Alexa whirls around on instinct, but her ghoul's still behind her.

There's two of them now. She scrambles out of seat, running towards the woman.

"Hey!"

The woman looks at her, eyes widening before she starts running.

Alexa puts on a burst of speed, almost catching up to her. She needs answers. "Hey! Please! I need to know what's wrong with me."

The woman stares at her, pursing her lips, before looking at the ghouls beside them.

"Stay away from me. The more of us together, the stronger they become and then we'll be caught. "

Alexa frowns, narrowing in on one word. "Us?"

The woman rolls her eyes. "For someone who cheated death you sure seem to be trying to get killed."

Eternal peace. Heaven. That's where everyone wants to end up in.

But Jake wasn't meant to be there. He was the villain of the story after all - he was on the war front for the wrong side and had killed dozens of people.

But he wasn't going to look a gifted horse in the mouth.

The first thing he noticed about heaven was that it was silent. There were people, thousands of them, but it was as silent as a grave.

Everyone forgets to mention that eternal peace gets boring. Far too quickly and far too soon.

But Jake isn't a quitter. He's not going to waste away to nothing. He tries to find Jane, his opponent on the battlefield who ended up in hell.

He finds Jane, only able to look from afar, as she's surrounded by a crowd of admirers who hang on to her every word.

He tries yelling, shouting, screaming into the void between them but she can't hear. There's a sound barrier between heaven and hell. After all, who wants to hear the sounds of eternal damnation?