[ WP ] It ends up that the afterlife is actually an eternal dream state . You have trained in lucid dreaming your whole life . Describe your afterlife .

`` I'm sorry'' 
 
 I whispered as I stepped upon the ledge. I thought I was strong enough, I thought I could fight through the pain. But I was wrong, and I could n't take it anymore. I wanted everything to go away, and there was only one way for me to do it - they say every journey begins with a single step, but the end of my journey was a step away. 
 I spread my arms wide as I fell, allowing my pain, my suffering, my memories to fade away as I rushed towards an eternal sidewalk slumber. 
 
 *What's going on? * 
 I'm still falling, but.. it feels different. I open my eyes and gasp. I am no longer looking at the dull grey path of the Market Street sidewalk, but an endless blank void. 
 
 I look at my watch, and notice the hands are not moving - a trick I've taught myself to help me determine whether or not I'm dreaming. But I should make sure - I pinch my nose tightly and breathe. No problem. My reality checks confirm my suspicions - I'm definitely dreaming. 
 
 Having trained my whole life in lucid dreaming, this was nothing out of the ordinary for me. I felt more free and at ease in my own lucid dreams than in the real world, and spent most of days sleeping *to get away from it all*. At least now I knew the answer to `` is there an afterlife''. I smile, for the first time in a long time as I try and come to terms with this newfound knowledge. Still falling endlessly through the blank void, an idea forms in my head. **If it works when I'm alive, it should work when I'm dead too, right? ** 
 
 I close my eyes. When I open them, I am no longer falling through an empty void, but standing firmly on the ground, infront of a familiar door. My smile turns into a tremendous grin as I give myself a mental high five. I've been through this before, what, *a hundred times? A thousand? More? * But this time is different. I knock on the door. *This time I wo n't wo n't wake up. * 
 
 She opens the door, and I pause. It's just like all the other times. *No, this time is different*. I take a deep breath and take my first step, that first step I've taken countless times before. *This time, I wo n't wake up*. 
 
 

