When you die, you either go to heaven or hell well at least that’s what people say…

“Since today you will be in this unit, the Special Care unit more known as SC unit” a girl with white hair said, her skin pale and cheeks slightly rosy, she wasn’t that tall but her presence was noticeable “by the way mi name is Hayle, and I’m pretty much your boss?” she smiled brightly “Any questions?” she asked. “What’s my name and why I cant remember it…” he asked feeling lost, which apparently amused her “umm… how about… Robert?!” he gritted his teeth.

“Im kidding, we will give you a name tomorrow”

“why I cant remember anything” he repeated himself as it seemed Hayle wasn’t gonna answer.

“well lets see…” she thought for a while “you were alive a few days ago, then a precess come where they decided where they will send you”

“heaven or hell?” Seven exclamed and Hayle laughed hard at the boy question

"if you want to call it that way” she smiled amused “but we call it office work or physical work and just so you know this is physical work, and this is the equivalent of hell" she added.

"Then you will be assigned a team in your case special care team based on your life and personality and stuff and so here we are" she smiled again nonchalantly

"That doesn't answer my question" the boy complained. "What was it again?" She mumbled and the boy eyes probably looked at her on a not so nice way.

"Just kidding, the reason you don't remember anything is because you don't need it” Hayle explained “here you just have to think about your job, you don't need memory's feelings or anything of that sorts" she stated.

"How did I die?" "You don't need to know that"

"Why?"

"Hey!" She said loud enough to stop his words "let's continue this tomorrow I'll lead you to your room were you can rest". She pushed the boy outside her office, leading him to the elevator.
They went outside the building to a smaller building beside the place they were. It looked like one of those apartment complexes and probably it was. They walked up to the second floor, the building didn't seem to have an elevator so they took the stairs, there was a big aisle; on each side there were doors with number signs

"This one is yours" she signalized a room at the end of the long halfway, room number 7 to be specific, it wasn't the last cause he could see room number 8 in front of his room "Right now the building is empty because everyone's working so you can relax” she patted his shoulder and the gave him a pair of keys “if you have any question call me" she added and then handed him a cellphone.

"I don't know your number" the boy mentioned but she just laughed and kept talking "Tomorrow at 8am you should be at the office don't be late" He nodded.

After that she showed she the apartment, it was a simple and comfy, it had one bedroom, a small living room, a kitchen, bathroom and a laundry room really well equipped. "I'll leave now see you around" and after saying that Hayle just smiled and left.
Somehow he feels as if he was staring at the sun from real close distance after talking with Hayle. He sat on the only couch in the small leaving room and scanned his surroundings, there was a small table in front of the couch, on the left there was a window and beside that a shell full of books, not signs of a TV or a radio. The kitchen had a stove, a sink and a fridge. The fridge had basic stuff as fruits; apples bananas, grapes and oranges, it also has water, milk, juice, and not even one soda. As for the kitchen rack lt had bread, canned food, packed food. The laundry room was just a washing machine and a drawer and the bathroom had a bathtub and bathroom shower.

The bedroom was the empties of all, there was a personal bed, a desk and a chair a drawer full of clothes, which looked more like a uniform because it reminded him of what Hayle was wearing and a mirror. He stopped moving for a second.. “How do I look...?” he thought and with that he went straight to the mirror and stared at himself. He sighed “how could I forget myself...” He whispered. He is kind of tall, his hair of a dee and bright red with a bang that covered his forehead, his eyes of brown caramel color, he then checked his body and it noticed he was kind of fit, he has a lot of moles and a scar on his face beside his ear, is like a small circle, “how did I get that?” he though. He was wearing a suit, a black suit with a red tie, on his wrist a watch, that apparentl