She is alive. More alive than she ever imagined she could be. This is what it's all about.
She walks among the chosen. Shaking hands with Aaliyah. Thanking her for some great tunes. Laughing with Phil. Expressing her apprecation for the "sarcastic-slow-clapping-family" skit that she liked so much. In their previous lives, it made her laugh so hard. Oh look, here comes John, in all his imaginative glory... She sits in front of a milky grande, taking lessons from the Man himself. He shows her which keys to touch. She shows him the lyrics in her mind. They collaborate...
It's about time to meet up with Mitch. Giggling and ranting on about the tribulations of everyday life. Why was it really so fucked up? What was the point? And why did they have to share the same useless existance? What a joke it all seemed to be...
Suddenly it all makes sense. A lifetime of wondering, ended. Nothing left but answers. She knows everything she always wondered. The great beyond, nothing more than a flick of her finger. She now holds the key to the safe of our collective curiosity. If only I could speak with her. If only she could enlighten me from beyond. If only we could share a knowledge unlike anything seen before. If only...
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