Uncle Joe told me to bring a check to his mother’s house to cover the cost of the funeral and expenses of burial and tell her it was from the Police...Benevolent Society. I don’t think his mom believed me but she took the brown bag with the cash and thanked me for it all the same. I also got tasked with a brown bag delivery to Raymond’s ex-girlfriend over in Brooklyn with a year old baby girl and a new boyfriend to pay the rent. I had no doubt it belonged to Raymond but he was too irresponsible. When he rinsed off he said your turn. He said to stand on the side of the tub. He wet my crotch and before he could put the cream on I was stiff. He laughed and said I see you really want this. He pulled my balls tight and dragged the razor over them. Afraid to move in case he slipped,I stood stiff as a board. He pushed my legs apart and went around my groin and legs, then from my navel down. He said, I can someone's happy with this,and reached down. I looked as he put his hand under a long. Larranti," she said bureaucratically, "you must assign a person wemay contact in case of an emergency." Is this a confidential document, nurse?"She dropped her impersonal mask to give me a frown. "That's a strangequestion. All medical records are placed on the net and duplicated atleast three times in case of a catastrophic crash. All medical recordsare available to all qualified hospitals, clinics and doctors in caseof need. This is part of your permanent medical record."I thought about it for. And that was the last thing you see as the darkness engulf you.Well... It wasn't a bad way to die......You heard a sound...A sound of horse and carriage?You slowly opened your eyes. The first you see is fog, a thickass fog. You barely can see anything farther than 10 meters from you. You realized you are now sitting on a carriage."Hey you! You are finally awake!" you noticed that someone is sitting across you, an elderly man with perfectly white hair. He is wearing a robe that looks like it was.