There is only one way out of purgatory. Wait until your sentence is up. But I ain’t got time for that.
My name is Donny, and this is the story of my death. The good news is there is an afterlife, the bad news is I didn’t make it into Heaven. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised. Remanded to purgatory, Saint Peter offers me a reduced sentence if I opt for the seventh level. It sounded like a great deal, but it turned into my worst nightmare.
Now my daughter is in trouble back on Earth. I can’t let her end up in purgatory, or God forbid, someplace worse. I need to save her before it’s too late. But that would mean the impossible—breaking out. I’ll do anything to save my daughter. I just hope I don’t lose my soul in the process.
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Author Bio:
S. A. Adams would lie awake at night as a child listening to the coyotes’ howl. Their glowing eyes haunted in the dark outside his window in Southern Arizona. He told himself stories to fall asleep. Due to his parent’s careers and family issues, he had a whirlwind childhood, being thrown around to ten different schools in twelve years. He graduated from George Mason University in 2004, but suburban Virginia wasn’t exotic enough a place to settle down. His love for all things African brought him back to the continent in 2005, and he currently resides in Mozambique. He still hears the coyotes howling in his dreams from time to time.