You know when they say that the last thing you see before you die is all some precious memories?

Yea... I call bullshit on that. Because the last thing that went through my mind was “Oh fuck me”.

I’m not even joking. Yes, maybe some see some memories or some other bullshit like that, but for me; I saw the metro train speeding at me. But, let me explain first how I got to this point, in few words.

I went to Poland to visit my friend, after arriving in Warsaw I went to metro to get to the bus station. While waiting for the train, someone, I have no idea why, pushed me on to the incoming train.

And that’s it. No idea why, I don’t even know anyone there dammit!

And so, the train hit me. Instant death. But even before that I felt the full doze of pain from the hit. I can clearly say that I never want to feel that kind of pain again!

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And now, what I expected from dying is just to simply cease thinking like in when asleep. Not aware of anything, no consciousness at all. Yet, for some reason, I feel… present? Several thought went through my head.

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Could I still be alive? But I don’t feel pain.

Maybe in a coma? But they say that being in coma is like being dead.

Vegetative state? But I feel my body.

I tried to open my eyes, and as it felt like I could see I simply rejoiced in my head. I tried looking around. What I saw was a simple desk, and two chairs facing each other. On one chair sat a weird person. He was wearing a tux (I call it a monkey suit, it does bring style to some, but it feels horrible to wear), and his face looked like… mine!?

Seeing me the freak me smiled (creepy as fuck) and pointed at the free chair, saying in a monotone voice:

“Please sit.”

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I don’t like where this is going. Not at all…