[ WP ] You live in a world where suicide is illegal . There is a division of law enforcement that travels to the afterlife to catch people that committed suicide and then bring them back to serve time in prison . You just killed yourself and someone is chasing you , but it 's not the cops .

I remember the day I was born vividly. There were three doctors tending to my birth and my mother was screaming although I could n't hear her at the time over my own crying. Years passed and I remembered every single bit of it. I remember my fifth birthday when I got slapped by a girl in my first grade class, and when I got into a fist fight in eighth grade, but it was n't really a fist fight it was more of a beat-down. I even remember seeing a test grade early out of the corner of my eye while sitting at my college professors desk having a conversation with him. But does any of it really matter? 
 
 I've always wanted to be the person that answers the biggest mystery of anyone's life; what happens after you die? Now I know this question has been answered, but has it really? The government just tells you `` You get your own imaginary playground, kinda like heaven.'' But that does n't seem right to me. How would they really know? I've recently interviewed someone from the division of police ( or `` Suicide Squad'' as they're called ) that capture successful suiciders and all they were able to tell me about the afterlife is that it looks like traveling through hyperspace like in the movie *Star Trak* except the background is white instead of blue and the lines are light grey like the hair of an elder person. 
 
 I would not except this answer because I knew the government was either lying about the afterlife or they simply just did not know. I studied days upon days testing what happened to your body after death and where your mind goes after death. It cant just disappear your mind is powered by an electrical current, that means energy and energy is something that can not be created or destroyed, so where does it go, and even furthermore where does it come from? I know energy is conserved and all that science stuff but we should n't be asking the question of where does that afterlife lead but rather, where does energy come from? 
 
 I knew there was only one way to answer this question. I took a selfie of me on top of the Eiffel Tower and submitted it to /r/selfie so I could forever be remembered had my plan failed. I then did 21 flips by my count jumping from the top of the tower landing on the concrete sidewalk below. I landed on my head. Right before I died I remembered every past event that had happened within my life span from my point of view. Every single bit of it along with every single detail. After this I got up and looked around. The world around me started fading off into a white abyss. I ran towards the edge of the field that was surrounding me as I saw a figure come over the horizon yet it had no weapon. I was confused since I thought the Suicide Squad would be coming for me yet the figure had a changing shape. 
 
 I ran from it as I thought my mind, or whats left of it, would be playing tricks on me. I ran as fast as I could but the figure was still gaining. I had reached the edge of the field right as it disappeared along with the rest of the landscape when I ran into a wall. I could n't see this wall but I also could n't go through it. The figure started to slowly walk towards me with its hand out as if it was trying to give me a handshake. I shook its hand and that's when I arrived in a park. It was Central Park in New York. I saw thousands of people talking to each other. I looked around at the different faces wondering why I was brought here. That's when I saw David Bowie. I knew who he was not personally but I listened to a few of his songs before. I knew I had reached the afterlife then. I walked to the edge of the park but there was nothing at the edge. Just a white abyss. 
 
 I turned around and saw the figure right at my face almost touching its nose to mine. It talked to me and explained how I'm the strangest specimen they've ever had. I willingly died. The first one to show up. They asked me why I did it and how I got past their special creation to keep people like me out of the afterlife. I told them everything. They were quite surprised and helpful. They took me out of the park to a lab where they showed me one-way glass cases. In each case I could see major landmarks such as Central Park. I asked them why they did this to the souls of humans after they died and they explained to me that humans were their creation. They created earth, the sun, and everything that will or has ever existed. I asked them how they did this. They said `` We are the embodiment of energy. The purest form that has ever existed or will ever exist. Although you are very special in the case that you were an accident. We did not mean to create you and we kept a close eye on you yet we never thought of you as any more than an ant. You have found out the secret to life, all things needed to support it, and all things after it. Now it's time to see what happens when you really die, when you suddenly stop existing for good.'' 
 
 I remember the day I was born vividly..... 
 
 Edit: This is the first prompt I've ever written so sorry about lack of grammar or lack of description
