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"And that is how I died. Shot by bank robbers."

Blanche looked at her group, they all had the same look of disbelief and shock on their faces. It was unusual to get a look with a different expression.

"So what happened after you died to Ada and Mr Blackshaw?" Asked Hannah

"Poor Ada was devastated, it turns out that the man Ray was her brother. They hadn't been in touch for several years, she didn't know what he was up to. She felt guilty though, I don't know why she did it wasn't her fault. Mr Blackshaw was upset too, I didn't expect him to. He spoke at my funeral said that I was a kind and hardworking girl, who deserved better and would be missed. They put a memorial plaque and everything up for me at the bank. I met Ada and Mr Blackshaw again after they died. Dearest Ada was a wreck, couldn't stop crying and apologising. I told her not to blame herself. We see each other regularly." Blanche explained

Barry spoke up and asked "Did you find it difficult when you first came here? Was it hard to live without your friends and family!"

"Yes, I missed my friends, my family, my job, my house. I was ecstatic to meet my parents again and I got my house up here too and the bank. They used shadows to show the people in the bank. I don't know if you know what the shadows are but basically what they do is, if you want people from Earth to be in your paradise the people up top get realistic 3-D images called shadows to do what they done in your life, they act the same way that the real people act. I had them at the bank for ten years before I decided to take a break from working there. They really helped me cope with being away from Earth."

There was silence in the room, her group was trying to comprehend everything.

"And what happened to the men who killed you?" Asked Kevin

"They were hung and now they are in the prison. I'm not sure if they will be released or not."

Blanche shuddered she hated thinking about the afterlife prison, it was a dark and grim place where people who hadn't been good in life went once they'd died. They worked all day and were whipped, burned. It was horrible.
She decided to change the subject.

"Barry, how did you die?"

"Well I died in my house, last month two weeks before my forty-eighth birthday."

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