Mark Wilsom

Justice in the Afterlife Mark Wilsom

I woke up in the morgue, dead. Strangely, that was not the strangest thing to happen to me. I was greeted by two men and a woman who claimed they were souls of the afterlife and they required my assistance, help that only I could give them. In return for my help they would grant me time with my family. I quickly agreed. Over the following days my perception of the afterlife would be changed forever. Ghosts were everywhere...good and bad. that bad had to be stopped.