He woke up in a dark, empty room. He didn't know where he was, or how he ended up there. He just knew he had to get out.
"Oh, there's really no use in doing that. You're already dead," a voice emanated from the corner of the room.
At first, he didn't know what it meant. Then he remembered. The cone, the bridge, the ferris wheel, the fire. And his death.
Finally, he found his voice. "What-What do you want with me?"
The voice chuckled. "Not much, really. I just want to see how many more times I can kill you."
-End transmission
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