"Where Am I?"
"You're dead Mr. Lorentino." It was kind of a shocking thing to hear, I mean it made more sense than other things, but still to hear I'd died without even being aware of that death? Disheartening (I'd always figured I'd go out with my bones snapping in a creatures mouth not in my sleep).
"How?" It was a good question I was not physically old and I felt no ill health other than a piercing pain in my head (so even dead I can't catch a break).
"Your associate Mr. Mordere figured you would be a danger to him after the fact and he killed you while you slept, shot you in the head if I'm not mistaken." So that explained the head wound, well it didn't actually but that was the lie I was being told to make up for the wound (more on what is really going on as this whole story plays out, yes I wasn't actually dead, no you probbaly can't guess what is really going on... STOP TRYING YOU JERK!) It all made sense, well as much as being told you'd just been killed by someone you thought was sort of an ally and then wound up in some kind of bed and breakfast of the dead makes sense.
Look you guys need to understand my life is one big cosmic joke and I'm the punchline. That's what I'm saying.
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