At the company annual meeting,
I won the first prize of $50,000 and a ticket to Verlune.
My good friend Emily Forrest won the grand prize of soul purification—a one-hour conversation with the boss.
She cried and begged me to exchange prizes with her.
As a result, after returning from Verlune, she received a termination letter.
I got promoted and a raise, and got engaged to the boss's son.
Jealous at heart, she stabbed me to death in a fit of rage.
In another life, she was exceptionally calm, perhaps even a bit excited, when faced with this grand prize.
I knew she had been reborn too…