(First time writing any kind of story. Feedback appreciated.)   What happens when someone dies? Does their soul pass on to the afterlife, or does it simply cease to exist? Either of these things can happen, but on some occasions, when a god needs something, they take a soul from the endless darkness of death. It was an ordinary day for Michael Coleson, until the accident. Now he is dead, and with good timing, as there is a god looking for a soul...