Devaki

I reached out to him and examined him for a pulse, his skin was cold and hard, as though he had been dead for hours, and there was no sign of life. Suddenly, I cam to the realization of what had happened. I had made my first payment for the purchase of life. I had replaced Devaki. Upon that terrible realization I automatically knew what I had to do. I would have to do the job that Devaki had done, I would have to become the new Salesman of Life and Death, seeking out the remote locations that Death could not reach, trying to bargain with people who were on the verge of passing away so that I myself could one day join them in death for the rest of eternity.

Years have passed since those happenings. I am still weary, yet I can never sleep. To this day I still have found no one to take my offer of life, and so the must perish, and I can not help but wish that I could do the same.