If you weren't ready for heaven when you died, couldn't God give you a second chance? But if He did, would you know it?
The pain burned with as much intensity as the approaching flame and I heard a siren approach. I felt ready to give up as the flames came closer. I craned my neck to look at the flames. Despite the fact that they would kill me, they were quite beautiful, I thought. As I looked into the flame, I saw a smile. It was Uriel. He had come to save me. “You are not a hallucination,” I whispered.
“Oh, no, child. Definitely not a hallucination. But I am a bit like a nightmare,” he smiled again and leaned down to pick me up. I was confused about what he said. Was he trying to say that he understood how hard things had been for me since he’d come? I was airborne. The shock of it was so intense that I twisted my body in midair to look back at Uriel. My questioning gaze met with a sinister grin. He had thrown me into the path of the speeding fire truck. My body collided with it and shattered.