So...
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Sometimes when people die, they end up in Hell.
Sometimes when people die, they end up as something else.
Sometimes when people die, they end up at the end of the Universe.
Of these options, April had been pretty happy with the last one. There were plenty of nice people around, laptops were totally awesome, and she got to see her friends from her own world more often than she would have if she'd gotten any of the other options. And kids! There were so many kids (and in different colors too; who'd have ever imagined a green baby?) around.
"Are you all right?"
That's why when she saw the little brown haired boy who seemed so lost, she thought nothing of following him.
"Come on, little guy. We can go down and get ice cream and we can figure out where your mom is, all right?"
But the little kid kept running away. Upstairs. To the rooms.
"Is there something up here you wanna show me?"
He was a damn cute kid, even if there was something sad in his eyes.
"Is your mom in here?"
And so polite! He opened the door to--
"You're in 302? Hey! Wait up! Ma'am? Sir? I don't mean to intrude..."
And the door slammed behind her.
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