Another day, just like all the rest, benallities and redundencies to start the day.

   Coffee maker takes a crap on me. Can't find the keys. running late. finally in the car and my lighter won't work so i can't even smoke a cigarette. Line at the gas station is taking forever. God give me strength please.

   Back on the road. things are looking bettter now. Amazing what a good dose of caffine and nicotine can do for you. Make it to work just in time for the boss to be pulling in. He shoots me that disapproving look as he gets out of his porche and i get out of my buick. **** him he's late too.

   Clock in, get the normall ribbing from the chuckle heads i work with. "Must be nice to sleep in", and "Good afternoon" as I walk back to my welding area. I laugh it off and get ready to start my wonderful and oh so fullfilling day of welding the same **** together over and over.

   Should have seen it coming. Should have known after the morning I had. But who am I to think that death would give me a heads up.

    I turn on my welder. I put on my helemet and gloves. I reach over to turn on the gas and thats when it happens. There must have been a short in a wire or something because as soon as I turn the handle on the gas........BOOOM. And i am flying threw the air. Most of my left side was peeled off in the first instent. Flames follow me across the shop. The last sound i remember hearing is the wet slop of my body sliding to a hault on the floor.

     Blackness.

     Funny i thought i would see a bright light or something.

     Quiet. 

      Thought for sure there would be more to death then this. But this seems to be all there is to it. It was actually kind of easy. One second I am alive the next I am not. Just sort of floating here in the nothingness that surrounds me. It is nice.

    "Dominick!"

    What the hell is that? Who the hell is that?

     "Dominick!"

     Someone is calling my name. And i gotta say they don't sound pleased that I am here.

      "DOMINICK!...........You are not allowed to be here. You still have a job to do.

      That is funny. Here i am dead and all and someone is bitching at me about more work. Well who ever it is can piss off. I am done. I like this nothingness. It is very peacful.

      "You have one last job to do."

       "NO!"

       "You don't have a choice!"

        "Piss off, i am done!"

         "Not yet your not, you have to go back and destroy the world for me. Then you can rest."

         "O.K. you have4 my attention!"

         "How do you want me to do it?".........................................