talking with a god 1

u say hell with it u cant pass up the rush and jump the old welcome feeling finds u qwickly as u fall towrd the earth ur mother and gratested enimy ur vision starts to fade and go black then u see ur self in an office its lager and full of expencive things the hole room screems blue to u evion the things that arnt normly blue r and infront of u is a teenager who looks about 17 behind a large ornate desk and in a big leather armchare that like evrything els is blue hes wareing a blue bisnes suit and behind him is a windo displaying a new york sky line