An Unassigned Life
Frustrated novelist Tim Chase just thought of the best plot idea he has had in three years. The problem is he's dead.Now he's stuck in the afterlife as an unassigned soul with two goals in mind: getting his last and greatest novel published and moving on.Why can George see me? he thought. Pulling the El Pad from his pocket, he read the answer:Some living humans, particularly those suffering from a chemical imbalance of the brain, are able to see and interact with you. Unfortunately, this imbalance frequently leads others to labelthese individuals as insane.Great, he thought. If I want to hang out in an asylum, I can have all the company I want.Yes, answered the El Pad.
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