TDX2: Too Dull To Die

By Dani J Caile

Dull Guido has kept himself out of trouble (and life) for 34 years 5 months and 14 days, only to die on the night before he finally has his first big adventure, a world cruise. Graham Reader, the Grim Reaper, tries to help him navigate the world 'up above', only for Guido to find out that there are worse things than death.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Dani J Caile
• Release date: Jan 12, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301906154

Dani J Caile

I've been writing for years, but now I've found my voice and style. I hope you like it as much as everyone else who has read it. :-)

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TDX2

(too dull to die)

by

Dani J Caile

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TDX2

Copyright © 2013 by Dani J Caile

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Too Dull to Die

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What…? Guido was up with a start. He looked over at his alarm clock which read 2:33. 2:33am? That was strange. The earliest he’d ever been up in his whole entire life was 5:52. He should know, he kept a record of it. Listening for a moment, there was nothing, so he settled his head back down on the pillow. Over in the corner of his room was his luggage, two bags filled to the correct baggage allowance on the flight to the ship, enough clothes for 10 days before having to use the self-service laundrettes onboard. His tickets were still on his bedside table. In his 34 years 5 months and 14 days not-so-interesting life, he was finally about to embark on his greatest adventure, his first adventure. His only adventure. Four months on a world cruise. Closing his eyes, he shot straight up again once he’d heard the cough.

What? Who…who? Who’s there? He fumbled for his bedside light but couldn’t turn it on.

Sorry.

What? As much as he tried, he couldn’t switch the light on.

Here, allow me. A dark figure appeared and switched it on. Guido jumped right out of bed on the opposite side from the stranger.

Who the hell are you? What…what are you doing in my bedroom? The stranger moved out of the light and sat back in the chair where he was obviously sitting when he’d coughed.

Relax, relax, calm down. There’s nothing to worry about.

What? Nothing to worry about? I wake up at… Guido peered at his alarm clock. I wake up at 2:34 am in my own bedroom to find you sitting in my chair! And there’s nothing to worry about? I’m calling the police. Guido rushed over to his telephone on the top of his chest of drawers.

Really? Fine, go ahead. I’d like to see that. Guido kept his eye on the stranger as he went to pick up the receiver. He couldn’t. He started grabbing at it with both hands but it still wouldn’t move.

What? Why? What’s…what’s going on?

You’re dead.

What?

I said you’re dead.

I’m dead?

Yes. What part of ‘you’re dead’ don’t you understand? I know some of you monkeys are thick, but…

I’m dead?

Yes. Your ticker, your heart decided to stop about 10 minutes ago. I’ve been sitting here waiting for you to appear. Guido saw the stranger was typing something into a phone of sorts.

I’m dead.

Ah, finally, acceptance.

Acceptance? That I’m dead?

Yes, sometimes souls take a while to accept their situation.