"Huh!"
Harry sat up on his bed with a start, swiftly checking around his body with his hands. His breathing was abir unsteady and his eyes erratic, seeing that were no longerany injuries Harry breathed a sigh of relief.
[Harry is glad that he is not dead.]
"Who's voice is tha-"
"That's the fourth time you have died in a row, they weren't even an hour apart, you really need to step up your game if you want to survive."
Harry gave the being a side eye.
"What do you mean the fourth? I remember dying fi-"
"FOUR! TIMES!"
The being cut off Harry before Harry could finish his sentance.
[Harry is hallucinating about having died more than four times.]
"What? No, the first time I died I was eaten by zombies, the second time was when your hideous face scared me so much I died from shock. Third time is when you sla-"
"Is when you killed yourself with a fireball like an idiot!"
"That's bullshit, I remember you killi-"
"Ah!"
"You kil-"
"Hmmmmm!"
"You kill-"
ACHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
A very long exaggerated sneeze.
"I said you kill-"
BOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMM!!!!!
The house explodes.
[The house does not explode, it never exploded.]
Harry then wakes up in bed,but this time didn't immediately sit up.
"As I said, you have died FOUR times. First, you got eaten by zombies,next you got scared to death like wimp, next, you killed yourself with a fireball and lastly, you fell from a window. That's it, you have only died four times."
Harry slowly sat up from his bed.
"Didn't the house just explo-"
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!
The house explodes again.
"As I said, four times, no more and no less."
Harry was looking a the being, his facing clearly showing annoyance from dying so many times already. But kept his mouth shut, he would rather not experience the feeling of having his body torn apart by heat, flames and explosion.
"Anyways, as I said, you have died four times in a row, you need to get good."
"You just watched while the zombies ate me alive."
"So?"
"Do you have any idea how painful that was!?"
"Hey, don't be like that, if not for me you wouldn't even be alive right now, you would be dead, probably in Hell or Purgatory or Limbo or SIN."
"Wait, I'm gonna go to Hell or Purgatory or Limbo or SIN when I die? Why was SIN capitalized and bold?"
"Yes, according to the Book of Fate here."
The being pulls out a small book.
"At page 9,826,227,013,892, Section K-1927, at the 97th thousand line it clearly says, "As the one who caused the zombie apo-"
"I started this apocalypse?"
The being looked up from the small book.
"Let me finish my sentence first. Anyways it says, "As the one who caused the zombie apocalypse, Harry Pot will be sent to Limbo to serve his sentence."
"Ah wait, I do remember throwing that green rat at a homeless man that was trying to mug me."
"No, he was trying to save you, the homeless man was a gifted individual, he was capable of seeing "Spirits", if not for the homeless man you would be dead. And yes, the rat bit the homeless man, the rat was carrying a man made disease that was going to be used for warfare."
"What kind of disease? Gifted? And what the hell is a "Spirits" anyways?"
The being pulls out a phone and looks at the word count.
"Next chapter, we can't go past 600 words."
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TO BE CONTINUED