Revival in Death pt 1--Bill And Robert raise the dead.

[Celestial Dung]

"I don't know. I honestly don't know."

Robert and Bill were staring at the corpse that was talking to them. The corpse hasn't told them it's name yet.

"I remember dying that's for sure. I remember the last sounds of life, it's very distinct. Everything was warm and comfortable, like a blanket that's wrapped around you on a cold day. Then I heard a harsh grating squel coming from behind me. It was almost like I was developing a migraine. There were bright lights and then there was nothing; not darknes but raather just nothing. Does that make sense to either of you?"

"Nothing. You remember nothing." Bill was agitated.

"No no you don't understand. It's not really a matter of remembering nothing, it's more a matter of nothing to remember. There's nothing. Nothing at all. Sorry to disapoint you boys."

"Uh-huh, say could you stay here for a moment me and my brother her are going to confer about something or another. Make yourself comfortable." Bill was still agitated.

Bill and Robert walk behind the Jesus at the Well while the dead man looks after them.

"Secrets of life you said. Secrets of Fucking life you said. Come on let's dig up the dead let's interrogate them about the secrets of fucking life. Wonderful I says I've got nothing to do tonight I would love to head on off to a nice fluffy cementary and help you dig up a body. Fucking love to bring him back to life. Fucking love to sit cross legged like a child at a puppet show while the dead expound upon mysteries of death. So I waste a perfectly good Sunday digging up the dead, something which is very illegal I'm sure, and what do I get for it? 'Oh I'm sorry but I didn't say I remember nothing rather what I mean was nothing to remember'. Bill is profecient at whispering screams.

"I'm sure he's just consused. It must be very confusing to be dead and then be alive. Let's just give him some time."

"No. I'm not having it. We send this guy back to death now. Cops are going to come and there going to put in jail and then will who knows what will happen. I have no idea what they do to weird little freaks in jail. Let's keep it that way shall we."

Robert sighed. "Ok you win. We send him back to death and put him back. I hate this though, all this work for not even a minute of interrogation."

Bill stared at him. "Don't make me hit you."

Together they aproach the dead man. He was looking around the graveyard. "I didn't want to be buried here. Never liked this graveyard, it's very trashy I think. Wanted to be buried at Peaceful Hills. Now that place had class."

"I've very sorry to hear that." Bill says "I'm afriad though we're going to have to put you back into death. Would you please lay down while we start the ceremony. It will only be a little while."

"Back to death? You mean your'e going to kill me again?"

"No, we're just going to put you back to death. There's a difference."

"And what is that?"

"you can't kill dead people, you should know that. Now if you would obldige us we'll put back the natural order of things."

"No I don't want that. Don't want to be dead again, it was rather boring and scary now that I think about it. Thank you gentlemen but i must be off now. I'm sure my wife would be happy to see me she must be very distraught."

The dead run fast.

After slapping Robert on the back of the head Bill says "I hate you."