[ WP ] An old veteran desperately tries to enter Valhalla so he can meet his comrades again .

`` I'm tellin' ya I'm supposed to be in there!'' Winston shouted at the bouncer. The bouncer was having none of it. Winston had died from a terrible fall, and on his 97th birthday no less. He was rather cross about that. 
 when he had died he'd found himself in this strange place. It was like a city, but much bigger than any he'd ever seen or even thought about. It certainly was n't the heavenly clouds he'd been expecting. Just about the only thing that was how he had expected it was the fact that he was young again, and in fantastic shape, like he had been back when he was fighting in France. 
 
 After some days of wandering through the crowded streets he'd made his way here, this massive, out of place, Norse looking hall, with an equally out of place looking neon sign that read `` Valhalla'' and was flashing. 
 He would n't have payed it any mind, it was n't the strangest thing he'd seen here, if it had n't been for who he saw going in. 
 
 `` Sorry pal, but you're not on the list,'' the eight foot tall beast of a man was saying `` and if you're not on the list it means you did n't die a valiant death, and now that you're dead you're do n't have enough brave acts to be put on the list.'' 
 
 `` I've done plenty of brave things in my life, like when I was in France I... I killed te-twelve men, the biggest the Nazis had. With nothing but a... a wooden spoon!'' none of that was true. In fact, the only man Winston had ever killed was a sleeping guard, and that was in an extremely round about accident. 
 
 `` hmm.'' the bouncer mumbled, looking over his list. others had gotten in for far less. `` you're still not on the list...'' he said. Thinking quickly Winston shouted `` My mates, the boys I served with should be in there, they can tell you all about what I did. Look for Robert, he's a little shorter than me, black hair, in the same uniform as me.'' 
 The man thought on that for a moment then agreed. He went inside and, after a few minutes came back out with several very drunk men in uniforms. When they saw Winston they shouted excitedly, and barely intelligibly, at him. The huge man asked them if Winston was truly as brave as he claimed to be. 
 
 despite being incredibly, amazingly intoxicated they still understood what Winston was trying to do. For nearly an hour they recounted many, entirely false, completely ridiculous, stories of his bravery and valor in battle. The bouncer was convinced and allowed Winston to enter. 
 
 Winston found the whole place extremely underwhelming. The food was bad, the meed was n't special, the music was n't very good and the company was n't much to write home about, except for ted, ted was cool.
