[ WP ] Death comes to you when you are on your deathbed and you discover he 's actually a very nice Canadian guy .

Out of the corner of my eye there was a flash of blue and then the road turned upside down and I felt like I was falling. The ashpalt rushed up to meet me and for an instant there was an immense pain, and then there was nothing. 
 
 
 “ How ’ s she going? That looked like it right hurt, ” the feminine voice came from just above me. 
 
 
 “ Duncan, bud, can ya hear me? ” The woman ’ s voice sounded slightly concerned but I still wasn ’ t able to answer. “ Oh frig, might be a bit early, sorry about that b ’ y, I ’ ll be back later. ” 
 
 
 Not too long after that, although it might have been an eternity for all I know, I found myself standing upright on the side of the highway just a few feet from the unmistakable sight of the car crash. My motorcycle clearly strewn across the ashpalt in front of the transport truck. And what appeared to be my blood stained pant legs peeking out from behind the wreckage. 
 
 
 “ Whattya at? ” 
 
 There was the voice again, I turned quickly “ What? Did you say something? What ’ s going on? ” 
 
 
 “ Ah got here earlier than I was suppose to, sorry about that that might have been a bit confusing, ” A tall woman stood before me clad in a plaid shirt and short denim shorts she looked particularly out of place in the mid autumn night, “ I ’ m Death incarnate here to usher you to the other side and all that. ” 
 
 
 Death smiled brightly at my bewilderment. 
 
 
 “ Yep, that ’ s the standard response. So, here ’ s the thing b ’ y, you didn ’ t survive that kerfuffel, ” She pointed to the scene just a few feet away, ” But on the upside you didn ’ t really suffer that much either, so let ’ s just get on with it then. ” 
 
 
 “ I ’ m dead? ” the words sounded weird in my mouth, “ and you ’ re Death…really? ” 
 
 
 “ Yes b ’ y. ” 
 
 
 “ You sure? ” 
 
 
 “ Yeah, ” 
 
 
 “ Positive? ” 
 
 
 “ Yeah, I know yer not stun but I ’ m right positive at this point, ya know. ” 
 
 
 “ Oh, sorry ” I looked at the scene for another few seconds, “ I guess I should have listened to my wife. ” My eyes started to tear up. 
 
 
 “ Don ’ t worry about her now, stay where ya to ‘ till she comes where ya at. ” 
 
 
 I nodded the simple, albeit very confusing, words washed relief over me, sniffling I asked “ so… the other side what ’ s it like? Clouds and angels and stuff? ” 
 
 
 Death laughed lightly, “ Well, it ’ s different for everyone but for you it appears to be a lot like Pistolet Bay Provincial Park, which is weird considering you haven ’ t been there for what 23 years? You must have really liked that vacation your folks took you on as a kid. ” 
 
 I smiled thinking back to the summer I met my wife who also happened to be up from Maine with her family, 
 
 “ Yeah that week was one of the best of my life, ” Death smiled, “ Well you ’ ll get a chance to relieve it, you ready to go? ” 
 
 “ I guess as ready as I ’ ll ever be. ” 
 
 
 Death smiled and pulled a set of keys out of her back pocket. The keychain swang loosely from her hand while she fumbled to find the right key on the large ring. A bottle opener and a Habs keychain decal flashed quickly. Finding the right key she twisted it in mid air. A flash of light filled my vision and then a hallway swam into view. 
 
 “ Okay b ’ y, ” Death said “ Just walk through an take the thurd door to yer left you ’ ll do some paperwork there and then kitty-corner to that is the door to the afterlife. It ’ s been a pleasure bud, but I ’ ve got to get going to my next appointment. A whole bunch of skeets got rotted and there was a bad douse or two and now I ’ ve got ta get them to the odder side. ” 
 
 
 I nodded at Death despite losing track of the last bit and walked through the door where a lingering smell of campfire and roasting marshmallows greeted me. Death, if this was it, wasn ’ t looking too bad. 

