Greyson
There is this nagging voice in my head that I keep hearing, though I can't make out anything it's saying. It’s so annoying that it literally woke me up from the dead. I’m not too mad though, for as soon as I open my eyes I get the feeling that the voice is the least bit of my problems.
“What the f**k is this?” I ask as I look around me utterly freaked out. This is definitely what I last saw when the light went out. This is definitely not my home. Or even hell, for that matter.
“I’m trying not to take offence at that, Reaper.” I hear someone speaking. By the tone, I know it’s supposed to be a woman, but I can’t see s**t. All that’s around me are meadows and f*****g wildflowers.
The annoying humming in my head is still ongoing, like a radio out of tune. But the voice I heard is
