They Lied, You Know
They lied, you know. There was no "white light", no "warm, calm feeling".
There was only screaming. Screaming and pain.
It burned like a fire through my chest; I wished for anything and everything to save me from this.
But, I'm here now, for whatever reason. They told me it'd be a while until I could go through. They told me there were a few old issues of LIFE magazine to read while I wait.
Hi. I'm Frank Leben. I died last night.
At least I think it was last night.
The End
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"They Lied, You Know" is the narrative of a man in purgatory who has just died.
If you choose to write/read "White Pain and Dark Heart", it tells of the dark deeds of Frank, and why he deserves his fate.
Likewise, "Dark Pain and White Heart" tells about what a good person Frank was, and why his death was undeserved.
The "fire through (his) chest" could be either a heart attack or a gunshot wound. It is up to who ever writes the next section(s) to decide. 
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