[ WP ] What happens when we die ?

The wizened man lay upon soft sheets, listening to his breathe rattle around his lungs. He had lived a long life, his ninety-second birthday only weeks away. As his eyes stared into the cobwebs adorning the rafter, he pondered what he'd done with his life. The thundering of boots rang sharply in the man's ears as he saw himself storming the beaches of Normandy. His eyes flashed with the bursts of light emitted from the guns that scythed down his compatriots. He was running towards a soldier, seeing only the face, and no declaration of allegiance. The face melted into that of his wife, a beautiful lady that bent down to kiss his cheek. Cancer had wrested her from the his grasp fifty years ago, but her absence did not quench the fire in his heart as he longed for her embrace. He reached out to her, and-
