Life After Life

I'd already run away once, yet here I was again. The problem with running to earth was that after you died you ended up right back where you'd begun. What I needed to do was run to another part of the afterlife. There were many places to go, but I didn't know how to get to them.

It was funny going from the adult my whole family depended on, to the rebellious hell spawn who'd run away like a naughty child. If only I could get out before anyone noticed I was back. Ahead I saw a familiar devil, Mastefsin. He appeared to be watching me.