Arrival

I died. And I came here. To a place they call Two. They say one out of three people who die come here. Berlin is here. Shes seven. She forgot to take her insulin. Darrel is here. He drowned. Dr. Raleigh is here. Hes the head counselor at the TAF (Two Adjustment Facility) Im at. He died in an avalanche. Perry Whitcomb is here. I connected with him on Deadbook (Twos version of Facebook). He was on my soccer team in middle school. He collapsed during one of our games. And get this, Heath Ledger is here. (Yeah, the Joker himself.) He just had a new movie come out.

Anyhow, its been a lot to handle, this new world, this second life, but I think Im starting to come around. I was about to take the bar exam (for the second time) the week after I died. They say I can take it here. They say I can become a public defender just like Id planned. Well see. Sure, Im starting to adjust, but I still have lots of questions: Why...