On October 12, at 11:56 in the evening, Corrado Alphonse Moretti died.
There had been a strong lurching in his stomach and a sudden wooziness as blood gushed from the bullet wounds in his chest. Pain swept from his body like a rolling wave, numbness swallowing him whole. Everything blurred, sights and sounds distorted, as reality twisted and the world around him faded away.
And then there was nothing.
No bright lights. No gentle voices. No angelic presence. Only blackness. He heard nothing, he saw nothing, and he felt...