A 65-years old cancer patient has seven more days to live. The only regret in her life is that she never really lived one for herself. Eventually, she dies, only having a journal with her. To her surprise, her soul is not the only thing finding its way. The afterlife has more in it than she could imagine. Her search for a new life not only brings a new friend but Death itself.
For a time before he said all this, I had lost all of my hopes in myself and us too, but Valek, backing me up like this, made me feel so warm and light-hearted a lot less scared now.
"Thank you Valek, and you too Uncle Bael, both of you," I said with watered eyes.
Valek held my hand in both of his like if mine was a patty in between the buns and blinked his eyes, telling me that this is all going to be perfect. I nodded my head, assuring him that I was fine.
"We need to reach out to him right now. We can't waste a single second," Valek said after leaving my hand and turning towards Uncle Bael.
I looked towards Uncle Bael to see if he would say something in the current matter, but he remained silent only pointing towards the fact that there was no other option left for us to opt.
"Very well, but I'll drive," I said while coming forward and breaking up the awkward moment.
"Ok, if you want to," Valek said while walking towards the woods.