Purgatory, Episode #1- Death: Life of a Dead Girl, #1

By Danielle Lopez and Rainy Lopez

Evelynn often thought of dying and the empty abyss that awaited her. But after waking up ad a ghost she quickly realized that death was not the calming embrace she'd hoped for. Sentenced to 300 years in Purgatory Evelynn must cope in this paranormal world of angels, demons, and dead people. Join her on her journey and help her decide how to navigate her new "life" as a dead girl.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Danielle Lopez
• Release date: Nov 4, 2020
• ISBN: 9781393963752

Danielle Lopez

Danielle Lopez lives in Northern Colorado with her family and animals. She is an active member of queer and disabled online communities. She sets out to write books for the bookworm stoners of the world who miss reading choose-your-own-adventures. Follow her social media, @lifeofadeadgirl420, or on her official author page, Danielle Lopez Author, for daily writing prompts!

Book preview

Content Warning

As someone who suffers from mental illness, I understand reading a book, watching a movie, or even playing a video game when an episode is triggered by content I wasn't expecting. So, I want you, the reader, to be aware of the content you will be seeing throughout the Life of a Dead Girl book series.

*Mentions of suicide/suicidal ideation

*Mentions of self-harm

*Mentions of religion

*Hallucinations

*Cannabis use

*Transphobia

*Eating Meat

*Fat phobia

*Drug use

*Violence

*Alcohol

*Blood

*Sex

Purgastory Smoke-Along

THE BOOK YOU ARE ABOUT to read contains characters, including the main character, who consume cannabis all day every day. The characters are high, I was high writing it, and I want you to be high reading it. The rules are extremely simple:

Every time Evelynn smokes, you smoke! If you play you win!

BUT BE WARNED, YOU may get too stoned and make choices that don’t end well for Evelynn.

Acknowledgements

Aspecial thank you to my Patreon supporters for giving me the ability to make this dream come true. Without your help Evelynn's story would be forever trapped in my head. I truly hope that you enjoy deciding Evelynn’s fate.

Thank you to my mother and my family for their continued support as I pursue my writing career.

To my animals without whom I would've finished this book years earlier. And a special thank you to my Knight, who I miss every day. You will live on in my memory and as Evelynn’s furbaby. 

To my grower friend who has been able to create a magick strain specifically for Purgatory, Purga-weed. (Check out the lifeofadeadgirl.com to find out how to get a FREE gram!)

Leastly, I would like to thank my sisser, Alyssa Lopez-Montoya.  I appreciate your hard work, especially in handling website issues that are way out of my realm.

Evelynn's Obituary

Evelynn A. Lopez died unexpectedly in a tragic car accident on October 3rd, 2019 in Stout, CO at the age of 25.

Evelynn is survived by her mother, Renee Lopez-Martinez and stepfather Andrew Senior Martinez of Stout; along with her siblings, Andrew Junior Martinez, Alyson Martinez, and Juana Martinez; and her cat, Knight. She is preceded in death by her grandparents Gerard and Deana Rivers, of Fort Collins, and her father Dale Rooney of Houston, TX.

Evelynn was born on July 13th, 1994 in Fort Collins, CO to Renee Lopez-Martinez and Dale Rooney. She graduated from Fort Collins High and was pursuing a degree in Cannabis History at Stout Community College. She lived a short time in Denver, CO before moving back to Stout after the completion of her tiny home. Back in Stout Evelynn took a short break from classes and began work as a cashier at Betty's Burger Barn.

Evelynn was an accomplished poet and had multiple poems published in the Stout Community College's annual literary journal in both the 2015 and 2017 editions.

A funeral is scheduled for October 10th, 2019 at Stout Peak Graveyard with no reception to follow. Reverend Ryan Albert will officiate the ceremony, all are welcome to attend and celebrate Evelynn’s life. In lieu of flowers, please send donations to patreon.com/lifeofadeadgirlbookseries.

Contents

Content Warning

Purgastory Smoke-Along

Acknowledgements

Evelynn's Obituary

CHAPTER #1- DEATH

TO RUN AWAY SKIP TO PAGE 12

CHAPTER #2- THRICE A MEMORY

CHAPTER #3- DON’T FEAR THE REAPER

TO GO IN THE ... CONTINUE READING.

TO RUN SKIP AHEAD TO PAGE # 63.

TO CONTINUE SKIP TO PAGE #66.

Continue to Chapter #4- No Place Like Home.

CHAPTER #4- NO PLACE LIKE HOME

IF YOU RAN AWAY SKIP TO PAGE #86

CHAPTER #5- THE CHOOSENING APPROACHES

What will you choose? Make your choice in the next episode!

CHAPTER #1- DEATH

Evelynn watched quietly as the mortician examined her body. She looked around the room, the walls were brick painted over in eggshell white, except the back wall which was stainless steel from the ceiling to the floor. Two steel tables sat on each side of the room with a walkway between them. A small metal desk sat near the door. She touched the tip of the table as she passed by, pausing for a moment. The table was cold. If she were dead, she wasn't supposed to feel, right? As she passed the desk a deep voice came from behind her.

You can't leave. The man said, still looking over her corpse.

Can you see me? she questioned.

Without looking away from his work he nodded a yes. Evelynn suddenly felt very self-conscious. Did she look the way her body did on the table? All mangled and disfigured or did she look the way she had when she was alive? Only mangled in her own head. Why didn’t you say so? She asked, feeling foolish.

You can’t leave your body until your reaper comes to get you. It usually doesn't happen until after the service. He responded ignoring her question. They didn't have to do an autopsy since you obviously died in a car accident. So, your funeral will be the day after tomorrow. he said looking at his paperwork.

A car accident? Evelynn repeated to herself. She closed her eyes and imagined herself driving full speed into the concrete wall on the road near her house or another car running the light and crashing headfirst into her.

She’d often imagined her own death in car crashes, of her brakes giving out or the wheel locking in place so she couldn’t turn. These reoccurring visions led to her having panic attacks when she drove. She got her license at sixteen but seldom ever put it to use. She only drove when it was necessary. She’d felt her whole life she’d die in a car. The man cleared his throat catching Evelynn’s attention. She stared at him for a long moment. Can you see all dead people? I haven't seen any others. Evelynn finally managed to blurt out.

I only see those who show themselves to me, He explained finally looking up at her. Nice onesie. You’re forever stuck in the outfit you died in, lucky you died comfortable. He added gesturing to her outfit. She looked down at herself; she wore a black onesie with raised white bones forming a fabric skeleton, it was rather comfortable.

I don’t know why you’re showing yourself to me, but I will do what I can to help you He continued.

No offense but I’m dead how are you supposed to help me? Evelynn interrupted ruder than she intended.

Mostly it’s about helping the grieving families, but on occasion a spirit will need help too. Dying isn’t the end of the world... He pushed Evelynn's corpse back into the wall and sealed the door, gesturing for her to follow him as he walked to his desk. My name is Bryce, by the way, but most people call me B.

Nice to meet you, I’m Evelynn...but you already know that She said as she sat in the metal chair at his desk. If felt cold too. So, B, what now?

Now you wait for you reaper. B said pulling a blunt from his drawer and lighting it.

Reaper? Reapers are real? Are they like movie reapers with dark robes and a long scythe? Evelynn questioned almost not wanting to hear his answer.

"Yes,