You know that white light that everybody talks about, that white light that you're supposed to see when you die. I always thought it was bullshit, but it isn't. The only thing that I'm seeing now is white light. I shift my gaze around, trying to something else than whiteness. But it's the only thing that I can see. I didn't think I would die this soon. I mean I'm turning nineteen in a few weeks. I don't want to die so soon. I haven't lived yet. The whiteness in this place keeps getting brighter my every second that passes. Where am I?
We're going to die! Isa whines and she starts to run around in circles.
I know! I scream back to her and I also starts to walk in small circles in panic.