My fall came at such bad timing when the serviceman with ladder and all chose that time to be coming up the stairs. The last thing I heard was a terrified shout telling me to watch out before everything turned black.
[Ding! Fabulous Makeup System loading...]
I hear a chime from a distance with some robotic voice that sounded like those of a female. I can hardly understand what the voice is saying.
“Am I dead? Where is the angel to welcome me home?”
[Name: Suzanne Carlina de la Morena, Age: 23, Location: Laredo, TX, Status: DOA, Mission: PMA.]
The voice intensified much to my dismay as I heard my personal detail being read out.
“Excuse me, who the….are you? Like, do I know you? Hello!”
[You can call me Ranora, I am the brain behind Fabulous Makeup System. Think of it as a VR game where you will learn to become a PMA.]
“I am not following you, Am I not dead? Why will a dead person be interested in playing games and by the way I do not use makeup, so you are talking to the wrong person here.”
“Call me Suzy, easy-peasy no sweating that.”
[Suzy, you are considered dead by human standards and to be reborn you must complete missions with Fabulous Makeup System. Failure to meet mission goals will lead to dire consequences.]
I hear this cold robotic voice dictating how I should progress with whatever was left of my life or lack of and in that moment, I knew with clarity that if I turn down this chance to redeem myself then there would be no going back to the world of the living.
“Okay, I accept.”
So, as you can guess, this is how I signed my life away to be bound to the Fabulous Makeup System.