what's the gumshoe take on tha' afterlife

September 9th, 2001

Gary and I were skating at a hospital on top of a huge hill, overlooking a valley. An ambulance came and took out a dead woman. Gary asked me why she wasn't moving or blinking. They hadn't closed her eyes yet.

She must have died on the way. A car full of family and friends came in with the ambulance. They were all crying and hugging each other, One woman screamed hysterically And grabbed at the woman's body asking her to wake up.

I had to tell Gary that her soul went to heaven I didn't believe a word of it, but I knew it'd be easier for him to understand.

Two days from now, at 9 a.m., the planes will hit the World Trade Center.

Killing over 3, 000 people.

I will tell Gary that there is no God, and all of this is meaningless.

But today, there is a God, and He has a plan for him.