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Did you know that Death does not forgive Debt? It’s true. Think about all that money you owe to credit cards, banks, loan centers – all those places happily intent on keeping you in debt. At the moment of your death, there is no law against them coming up to you loved ones’ doorways and insisting that they pay off your debt in your stead. This might seem reasonable to those in finance at first. But let’s put this into perspective that everyone can understand. Living people can file for bankruptcy – the result of which expressively forbids creditors from inquiring for further payments on the account by anyone, no

My feet pound against the pavement as I run, my breath coming in short gasps from the run. I could hear her behind me, running on the rooftops. I turn the corner into an alley, my feet soon skidding to a stop, a brick wall blocking my way. “No! Nononononono!” “Awwwe, is the chase over?” I whip around at the voice. In front of me is a seventeen year old girl, the hood of her her blood-stained white hoodie up, covering her head as her red bandanna covers her mouth, gold trimmed black leather goggles covering her eyes a white skull necklace hanging around her neck. I can see the golden hilt of her daggers reflecting in t

Sybil wants to meet some attractive, fit men, so she decides to join the local gym. Sybil sees a sign for a free, week-long membership for new members and immediately sashays in to sign up. After giving away her address, mobile number, credit card number, work history, email address, and blood type, Sybil is ready to go work out. After attending a mandatory lifting instruction class, a separate machine-cleaning class, as well as rules and regulations class, Sybil heads out to the gym floor to get moving. Sybil lifts as few arm weights, stretches her body and takes a break. She immediately eyes a tall, built gentleman across from her, with

“Where have you been?” Sybil barked at Linda Stay as she hovered over her desk. “I had trouble driving in this weather and barely made it in. We got a foot of snow overnight and it took me over an hour to drive 25 miles,” Linda nervously explained as she set her purse and keys down on her cubicle desk. “Well, I don’t have four-wheel drive and I made it just fine” snipped Sybil as she berated the beleaguered Linda over her five minute tardiness. “I will mark this as a failure on your bi-weekly production report because attendance needs to be at 100%. You will not qualify for your hourly bonus t