A man in a white tank top and blue jeans sits in his little shop waiting for his next customer. He inspects his wares, he usually sells submachine guns with other small handguns and weapons. Recently though he recieved some money from a friend. 2,000 dollars to be exact. He used it to make some bigger investments to his store, he was on his way to becoming one of the best gun stores in the U.S.A.! Thats when a local gangmember stormed into his shop with a handgun. The bastard had wanted to grab all his best guns and run for it! Prick! The man reaches for the handgun stored under his desk in case of emergencies, but the gangster notices and panics. He raises his gun and... Unfortunatley this was the end for a promising youth just starting on his road to fame.  In this world. I woke up to see an empty space as far as the eye can see in all directions. and a beefy (yet stubby) little man staring at me.  "I like you. I think I'll revive you this time... Finally I get to revive someone I actually like!" "what?" Then he was gone, and so was the white space. Now there was only suffocating dark. I start falling. and falling and falling *crash!* "oww!" "wait why doesnt it hurt? ... And why do I feel so heavy?"