The note disappears in your hands before you get the chance to read it. You try to wake up, but this isn't a nightmare. How did you get here? No one knows the answer. You attempt to run your hand against the walls to find an escape, but can't even find the walls. You yell out for help, but are all alone. You try to recount the events of the previous days, hoping it might shed light on how you got here, and how to get out.

It was a day like any other, you wake from your slumber at the crack of dawn, ready for what lies ahead. Up you rise to greet your family, before making breakfast and heading to work. You love your job as a school teacher, it does have its ups and downs, but overall you start everyday with a smile on your face and leave with joy in your heart.

Today was different though, and from the start you started to suspect something was up. The children seemed less focused than usual, more nervous, like they knew something you didn't. It is probably fine, you have nothing to worry about. You continue teaching as normal until a message comes over the loudspeaker. What happened next is a blur, all you remember is trying to get your students to safety as panic fills the air. It is probably fine, you have nothing to worry about. That is what you tell yourself, that is what you convince yourself is true, but deep down you know it isn't. You don't quite know what happened after that, all you remember was hearing the sound of a door creaking ever more open, then the sound of a pistol.

Back in the room you see the note appear again, "Welcome to the afterlife, there is no escape. Get comfy, the grim reaper awaits your next lesson."