The returned is a lore where a person dies they

remember nothing but what they were doing before they died. No memories of being dead. To the returned, time continues where it left off.


"Is This The Twilight Zone? This Shit's Not Funny,  Holly What Are you Doing?"

"I found myself recently lying upon the ground. I'm not quite sure what happened. Perhaps, I fell down, was mugged or something like that. The last thing I remember was hearing gunfire. I don't know if maybe some kids were causing troubles. I need to go home. I can imagine Holly is quite worried about me. I don't know exactly how long I was laying on the pavement. I'm pretty banged up. Like I said, I need to go home." I looked at my watch. It was 10:30. I knew Holly would be wondering were I was. I just hoped It wasn't going to be one of those "Trey sleep on the couch nights."

I looked for my car, where could it be? "Oh shit, did someone steal my car? I better call it in." Looking all around the streets, no one was around. It was just myself and this insane stillness. Where had everyone gone? Normally, the streets were buzzing with all kinds of people at this time of the night. A thick blanket of fog was at my feet. I started walking towards home. I knew it would take me an eternity to get there.

"I better call Holly, she is going to be pissed. I reached for my cell phone the battery was dead. I didn't know why the battery had ran out. It was fine ten minutes ago. The town was buzzing with all kinds of people before. "What is going on? How long was I out for? I don't know what in the hell is going on. I need to figure this out. First things first, I need to get home."

"What is going on here? Why are some of the buildings on the street different? Had I gone insane?" I was speaking to myself. "These places I am seeing, weren't there before. I noticed a dance club. I had never seen it on this corner. "Maybe they will let me use their phone. I need to call Holly. She is going to be pissed off at me, if I don't. She will also be very worried. I guess, I will go into this shit hole club, I will ask to use the phone. I am sure Holly will come after me, then she will take me home."

I walked into that club, I looked around, I saw a few folks I knew. I nodded to them, they acted like they had seen a ghost. I couldn't figure any of this out. I shook my head, then went up to the bar. "Hey What's up? I need to use your phone, if I can. I woke up, finding out my car has been stolen. I have a terrible pain in my chest. Can I get a Jack and Coke? I am sure, that might help with the pain."

I laid five dollars down upon the bar. The bartender looked at me kind of weird. He then told me the drink was Nine bucks. Nine frickin dollars for a Jack and Coke? I laid another five on the bar, told him to keep the change. I took a very big drink from the glass while I waited for a phone to call Holly at home. I looked at the Bartender once more, "How about that phone? Can I use it?" The bartender gave me the phone, I called my house number. A robotic voice told me the phone was no longer in service. "What in the fuck is going on? I don't recognize this place. It was not here, ten minutes ago. This Music is horrendous, who in their right mind would come here to party?"

Listening to the music, I didn't know the song that was playing. I kept up on music, due to the fact I am a musician. I felt like I had stepped into a Rod Serling episode of "The Twilight Zone". I was just waiting for him to walk out around the corner, then introduce tonight's episode. Was I on one of those reality TV shows, where they play practical jokes on someone? If I am, I will be extremely pissed off. None of this is funny. I thought to myself, I threw the straw from my drink, then slammed it down.

The next thing to happen took the whole fucking cake. Now, I was beyond pissed. The Disc jockey announced the next dancer. I looked up at the stage. "What is going on here? I don't remember there being a strip joint here." The most bizarre part of this whole deal was coming up. To my horror, I saw my wife up on that stage. What was my wife doing up there? Now I was beyond pissed the hell off. Why was she up there? Am I in the middle of some fucking horrific nightmare, some form of Sleep Paralysis that I cannot awaken from?"

"Holly Get your ass down from there. We're going home. What in the hell is going on here?" Holly looked at me like a deer in headlights. She flinched when I went to stroke her tresses. "Are you afraid of me Holly? What the fuck? Can someone wake me up from this nightmare, please. Why in the hell were you on that stage? It looked as almost you were a pro at it. What in the hell is going on? I was gone ten minutes and everything changed. The streets, the clubs, hell even the cars, the way bitches were dressed. And most of all you, Holly. Since when did my shy angel, become a strutting, stiletto wearing, tramp working for dollar bills?"

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