The afterlife is not what you thought it was. Sure, your life flashes before you, but what happens before or during can be forgotten. "This is not Heaven, Hell or any Purgatory. This is an afterlife and I cannot remember how I arrived.

What I am about to tell you is absolutely true. Whether you believe me or not, is completely up to you. I have had a remarkable experience and only wish to share it with you just in case a similar experience happens to you someday, which is very well possible. So sit back, relax, and get ready for a tale unlike any other you have heard. And most important, listen to your mind, it will explain this tale better than I ever could. For the mind holds the key to the story. Without your mind's ears, this story will never make sense. I invite you to the Life of Death, because Death truly does have...

Bigby lives in the afterlife as a giant oak tree. In life, he was an overweight street musician raised by his voodoo queen grandmother and an uncle that took him in after losinig his mother. In the streets of N'Orleans, Bigby learns what it means to have friends and connections, for when his uncle and grandmother mysteriously disappear, Bigby finds he is being looked after by the voodoo community. He is showered with gifts of food, food and more food as he grows up alone in N'Orleans. Becoming overweight through adolescence, Bigby trades up his trumpet playing for the trombone, just to keep...