Outside the cabin, the wind hallowed through the trees, while inside, the fire was nearly out.

There’s a dead man sitting in a chair in front the fireplace.

Yep, that was me!

Been dead for a couple years now, that’s the first thing I remember after dying; I became a ghost. Feels weird, like I can still think but can’t say anything. I’m just floating around. I feel strangely peaceful, it’s quite nice actually.

I’ve been wandering for quite a while; I’ve seen a lot of things. You would think I would be unsettled or desperate to get out of this situation but like I said before, I feel bizarrely comfortable. There is no pain, I can go wherever I want and hang out with other ghosts once in a while.

Something happened today though. Someone called me.

A voice. It’s very distant, so I start to float in that direction. I cross desserts, jungles, caves and oceans; I eventually cross the entire planet and arrive at a point where the Earth ends and something else begins.

This thing, the one calling me; they’re voice gets stronger, clearer. I’m still far away but I can tell that something is not right. At times I hear it sob and howl like it’s in pain, I hear it cackle deliriously and I hear it scream in an angered frenzy.

The ground around me starts to disappear, so do the sounds of animals and wind. Everything stopped existing after a point.

I thought I had reached heaven, and if not that, maybe I found the end of reality.

It wasn’t.

I can’t seem to recall when they started to appear, I was too distracted by the thing. Branches, at first very thin but eventually became huge trees.

It’s not a forest, those are not trees. I don’t think I can describe them properly. But I do know that these branches, lead to something bigger; I would know, because I already found it.

A tree at the end of the world. The thing that called me.

It’s bigger than the Earth. Enormous, colossal, infinite. It’s everything.

I hear it call once again.

I move towards it; I don’t want to. I feel the tree eating me, consuming me completely. I don’t know how but I feel pain again, one so deep and agonizing I wish I would just stop existing.

It’s not heaven or hell, they don’t exist. It’s just this.

I want cry, I want to scream, I want to die again. But I can’t.

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