"HIV?" Peter wondered. It took him some seconds to realize that would mean he is now living with the virus. "That's not possible. I have always been careful. I can't have that evil virus"Anger surged through his veins and pounded in his purse. He screamed at the phone "Fuck you! Whoever you think you are. Do you think you can scare me? I hope you rot in there forever!" he paused, expecting some kind of reply; instead, he heard a soft female voice."Peter! It is Heaven!" the voice said almost in a whisper. At the sound of the voice, his blood ran cold. He still recognized it.Confused and shocked, he asked "Heaven… what are you doing over there?""You sent me here, you bastard!" she screamed back at him from the other side. "Am coming for you… I'm so coming for you…" he could hear her laughing devilishly between the words. They both began laughing, laughing so loud in his head. He picked up the phone and threw it again

Lying with her back against the ground; she opened her eyes to find she was in this pocket-sized space filled with strange darkness that she could not comprehend. Hardly could she tell whether her eyes were open or closed. The air was punctuated with the smell of blood, urine, and dust.Her eyes scanned the darkness but she found absolutely nothing; not even the smallest source of light. She felt a sudden chill around her from the surface beneath. Her body lay put and disobedient. The cold around her grew into a chill and crept through her spine. The strange hollowness of the place reminded her of the sounds of a shell when kept closed the ear. She just couldn't bring herself to remember how she ended up here.Her breathing fastened and filled the hollowness that existed before. She screamed but nothing came. She struggled harder but this time with her mouth shut but still no tangible result. She tried to turn around but couldn't because of the wall on both

In the hospital, Nevaeh slowly opened her eyes to find her perspective altered. She could see herself from the side as though through a different set of eyes. She could still see with her eyes, but had a second view from an outside perspective, watching herself.She felt her body, but it was distant. She forced herself to sit up and to her horror, she felt herself moving, sitting up but her body remained still on the bed.Soon she was elevated above her body, while her body froze. Having no control over her body, an amorphous red cloud filled her vision. It hovered over her for some seconds and then disappeared.Her body reacted by seizing up. The spasms made all of her muscles tittered, relaxed and clenched again. This happened more than four times in a second.Above, she knew her body won't last long convulsing at that rate. It would be a matter of minutes before her heart gave out. If her body dies; what will happen to her? Will

Two black coloured ceiling fans rotated slowly at the same pace, producing barely enough air for the waiting room. The reception desk was directly under one of the fans. Long benches made from polished wood of about six or seven were arranged in rows under the second fan; facing the reception desk.The air had a repelling smell of drugs and disinfectant. The walls had two colours, divided by a straight line. Down painted lemon-green and white above. The floor is covered in dotted tiles. At the centre of the large room, in a circle on the floor "WE CARE. JESUS HEALS" was written boldly in all caps.A flat-screen TV hung above on the wall behind the reception desk, and from it preceded sweet gospel melodies.Peter sat on the very edge of the third bench; awaiting his HIV test results. He was clearly troubled. This minute he is resting against the bench, the next he is bending over, crossing his legs and uncrossing them. Fear drumming within him.

"When people die," she began "Especially, those who died terribly, and before their time. They don't immediately go to Heaven, Hell, Purgatory, Valhalla or wherever they believe they will go.Most of them hang around. Around those things and people, they loved and cared for while alive. Some for a short period of time, others longer; depending on how bad they are seeking for love, revenge or forgiveness"."Please, where are all these headed?" Peter asked no longer finding the conversation comfortable. The thought of David hanging around him, probably for revenge sent chills up his spine."When I went inside that room to give your girlfriend her prescribed drugs; I discovered the body on the bed has the spirit of a different person" she paused and asked, "What's the name of your girlfriend?""Judith" Peter stared at her confused and she noticed it."Alright, let me put it this way. The body of Judith is on the bed but a diffe