The devil I knew had finally had enough of me. He threw a yellowed paper advert across my cell.
"Looking to move on from your personal hell or heaven? Fed up of haunting your ex-lover? Why not try applying for Life? Just dial your soul backwards, and we'll get in touch with you, then transfer you to the nearest physical body."
I had no problems of moving on, it was getting too cramped down here, but how exactly would they interview you? What qualities did I have for such a thing? Determination? Spirit? Who would judge me?
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