Death was trying to finish a job. It was simple. A guy who had had just one too many cheeseburgers on his daily commutes. Death was in a hurry to finish a job, he thought taking him a few minutes early wouldn't hurt anyone. Would it? Ally was a girl everyone loved. Friends, family, and even some complete strangers, who she just smiled to everyday, showed up to her funeral. It was a bright and sunny day, and no one thought it made sense. Surely the Earth would mourn her as well.