XXXVIII. At the border

Vladimir

I float on a sea of pain for a long time. I don't see or hear anything. Does this mean I am dead? But why does it hurt so much? I thought that being dead meant being free of all pain. So why does my body hurt so much? Wait, do I still have a body?

I don't know how long I float like this because I don't see or hear anything. So this is what it means to be dead? To be alone and in constant pain? I close my eyes.

“You are not alone,” I finally hear a voice.

“Who said that?” I ask.

“Open your eyes,” the same voice said.

I do that and in front of me is a big silver wolf. And everything around us is black.

“Am I dead?” I ask.

“Not yet.”

“Then where am I?”

“At the border between death and life.”

“I can see my famil

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