Hello. I am really stumped as to which idea to carry on with at the moment out of the numerous prologues I seem to be writing. This is another, if your wondering about the formatting it is going to play a big part in the writing, my characters thoughts etc. all of that will be formatted differently. Here goes. Critiques gratefully accepted.
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Little is known about what happens after death.
People have guessed, but few have got it right.
Heaven?
Hell?
Or is it truly the end?
I know what happens.
I haven’t guessed.
I haven’t made assumptions.
I know the facts.
And it’s going to get me killed. I am on the run. I cannot be found, not by anyone. I can never see my family again, nor my friends. I am cut off from the world, because I know the truth. The Death Whisperers are coming, and once they find me, I will die. All I can do is run. My feet and the ground beneath them are my entire world now.
Run
Run
Run.

