Heaven and Squeaky Shoes

A Short Spooky Story by Abram Dress

They always said you’d see a light at the end of a tunnel, or some dead relatives beckoning you. Or maybe Jesus or a space alien or a Valkyrie would carry you to your final destination.

They never mentioned how much it would smell like shit.

But here you are, unable to wrinkle your nose as your heart pumps its last pump and your bowels eject their last pa…