Ch. 9- The Final Countdown

Spencer’s POV

I awoke to a bright light shining through my eyelids. As I opened them the first thing I noticed was Ashley standing over me with a concerned and worried face. “Where are we?” I asked through a dry throat.

“I don’t know.” she responded as I took my first loom around the room. It was pure white. There was a small bed with white covers, white walls with no decorations, and a small bedside table that was white as well. “I think it’s some kind of hospital room or something. I doubt that because the door is locked, though.” That was right. The last thing I remembered was gunshots, and a lot of them too. There was a drive by shooting.

“Have you seen anyone yet?” I asked, but she shook her head ’no’. This place was starting to give me shivers. “Ashley, are we dead?” Just the thought made my eyes start to water.

“No we aren’t dead.” she responded, pulling me into a tight hug. We sat there in each other’s arms for what seemed like an hour until I heard something behind me. I whipped around and saw a black man dressed in pure white from head to toe.

“I’m sorry,” the stranger began, “I didn’t mean to interrupt.”

“Who are you and what do you want,” Ashley asked, getting defensive and standing between him and me.

“Well I came to make a proposition to you two.”

“What kind of… proposition?” Ashley asked.

“Well I’m sorry to say, but you two are dead. However, I have taken some sympathy on you both. I have come to offer both of you a second chance at life.”

“Two things,” I said speaking to him for the first time, “One, who are you, and two, what’s the catch.”

“I am who I am. Anyway, the catch is this: You will go back to before you two knew each other. There is no guarantee that you two will meet, but if it is meant to be, then you will meet.”

“I think we will need a minute to think about it.” Ashley said before turning to me. “I don’t know about this, Spence.”

“Ashley, we can go back and do everything over again no harm done.”