‘Am I dead? Are you an angel? Is heaven filled with beautiful black angels?’

‘Oh, Jesus…’

Her view was then filled with the massive girth of the man she’d seen before. He looked to be seven feet tall. He reached out his hand, the size of waffle irons.

‘Come with us if you want to live’.

‘Stu, how many times have I told you to stop saying shit like that?’

‘Oh, man. I have died and ended up in 80’s hell’, Cassidy said, and fainted again.