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        The Question was just as unexpected as the individual who asked it.  A girl, who couldn't have been older than 13, asking Death what he remembered?  The cloaked figure was, for the second time in it's existence, taken aback by the being it had come to collect.        The accident that resulted in this meeting was tragic; late night, drunk driver, Death knew the story by now.  Ordinarily, when someone died and it came for them, they did have questions.  'What comes next,' and 'Am I really dead,' were the most common ones.  But it was never expecting a question like this, especially from one so young and innocent.        The girl cock

        "Guys, he hasn't woken up yet..."  Was the voice that managed to stir me from my sleep-slash-unconsciousness.  It was Ashe's voice, and it was obvious she was worried, probably about me from her tone of voice.        "Ashe, calm down."  I heard Sylph say.  "He's still breathing, he will wake up in due time."  I tried to force myself to move, but every fiber of my being hurt and refused to move for the longest time.  I spent a solid two minutes just getting my eyes to open.        In time, though, I was able to force myself into a sitting position and take in my surroundings.  What little there were.  I was inside my tent, the fron