[ WP ] You have died , lived full life , but you awaken , in a different body , and hear someone say , `` So , how was it ? ''

The face of a semi-truck races towards you. Tires screech. People scream. The fire is hot, but slowly a coldness takes over you... 
 
 
....Silence.... 
 A soft static.... 
 Silence again. 
 
 Your eyes open to greet absolutely nothing. They dart around as far as your face can allow but not a single thing protrudes beyond the nothingness. You feel yourself laid flat on a surface of some kind, too uncomfortable to be a bed. A gurney perhaps? Your body starts to regain feeling. With your heart beating fast and an understandable reluctance, you test your movement. 
 
 First your fingers. Check. 
 Toes. Check. 
 
 You find, however, that you can not raise your arms or legs. They feel tightly bound in place. Odd. 
 
 You try your head. You strain to turn it left. The nothingness is so overwhelmingly monotonous that you're almost certain you never moved it at all. 
 
 You try turning right. 
 
 There! An anomaly invades your vision. You make out a faint white square almost lost in the black sea. 
 
 You naturally try to yell out to this white hope but it seems your voice has yet to return. 
 
 The static returns for a split second, even louder this time, then cuts abruptly. 
 
 `` So, how was it?'' 
 
 An intercom?! You shout, no, you scream now, louder than ever before but nothing escapes your mouth. You flail against the bindings and rock the gurney but to no avail. 
 
 `` Relax,'' the static bellows. It seems to be projecting from every direction. You decide stop your struggle. `` You have just completed another life.'' 
 
 You lay in disbelief. ANOTHER life? What the hell? 
 
 `` Your voice will return soon enough. In the mean time, your most recent statistics will be recited to you.'' 
 
 The static cuts abruptly. A playful beep is followed by a female answering machine-like voice. 
 
 `` Subject 10907. 
 Years lived. Fourty-four. 
 Children conceived. Three. 
 Relationships taken up. Eight. 
 Jobs taken up. Five. 
 Ups. Three hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred ninety-three. 
 Downs. Two hundred ninety-six thousand two hundred fifty-four...'' 
 
 The voice continues like that for hours. How many cars you've owned. People you've met. How many times you've spat on the sidewalk. It does n't miss a single detail. 
 
 You lay there and absorb everything. 
 
 
 The static cuts abruptly. The voice finally pauses. Could it be over? 
 
 `` Regrets. Three. 
 End of statistics.'' 
 
 
 Another playful beep echoes throughout your surroundings. 
 
 You open your mouth and speak, quietly this time. 
 
 `` I... I died. What....what the hell is this place?'' 
 
 The static cuts abruptly, then returns. 
 
 `` My boy, you have n't died yet! You're here are n't you?'' 
 
 The static cuts abruptly. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 `` What....WHAT DO YOU MEAN??!! WHAT IS THIS SHIT?! I DIED DAMNIT I SAW THAT TRU --'' 
 
 The static cuts abruptly then returns. 
 
 `` No, no. You lost a life is all. With only three regrets as well, most impressive. Much better than your last four runs.'' 
 
 `` Last....four? What the... What is this place?!'' 
 
 The static snickers. 
 
 `` Oh you are quite familiar with this facility. In fact, this will be the fifth time you have asked that question...'' 
 
 You lay in silence. 
 
 The static cuts abruptly, then returns. 
 
 ``... and this will be the fifth time I shall amuse you.'' 
 
 Heavy switches are flipped somewhere, and the sounds crack through your entire body. Your surroundings are illuminated. 
 
 You lay flat, bound to a pedestal raised multiple stories high above a black polished floor. You are pinned right smack in the middle of a dome the size of a football field. Around you are other pedestals, each adorned with their own person on top, bound in the very same fashion as yourself. 
 
 `` Now, you see? Not so bad. We must move along to your next life. Time is not on our side.'' 
 
 The switches flip again and you are thrust back into a familiar blackness. You can feel your heart racing. You can hear the blood rushing through your veins. Despite all this your eyelids become heavier with each passing second. You feel your consciousness receding. 
 
 With whatever energy you have left you shout for the last time, `` WAIIIITT!'' 
 
 
 
 
 
 The static cuts abruptly. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

