[He didn't remember how he died and he wasn't sure he wanted to know. Either the Resistance somehow managed to take down his ship or Kylo Ren finally snapped his neck, it didn't matter now. He was dead and stuck in the dark on a strange planet he didn't recognize. His commlink didn't work, there was no response from Finalizer or any other First Order ship.
He was stuck here and had to find a way out.
The changes were subtle at first. The world felt like it was shifting around him. Little details that shifted and went changed back so quickly he thought it was a trick of the very limited light coming from his lantern. It got worse as the minutes went by, he saw pale figures starting to surround him. They began to multiply until it was just one mass of white light around him. Tentacles of white light reached for him, the sound of whispering surrounding him, accusing him. His hand was shaking as he drew out his blaster and the light vanished as soon as he fired it, leaving him standing there looking confused, blaster in hand.]
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Is it common not to recall the manner of one's death? Out of all the places I expected myself to be in the afterlife, it wasn't in a place like this.
Armitage Hux | Star Wars
[He didn't remember how he died and he wasn't sure he wanted to know. Either the Resistance somehow managed to take down his ship or Kylo Ren finally snapped his neck, it didn't matter now. He was dead and stuck in the dark on a strange planet he didn't recognize. His commlink didn't work, there was no response from Finalizer or any other First Order ship.
He was stuck here and had to find a way out.
The changes were subtle at first. The world felt like it was shifting around him. Little details that shifted and went changed back so quickly he thought it was a trick of the very limited light coming from his lantern. It got worse as the minutes went by, he saw pale figures starting to surround him. They began to multiply until it was just one mass of white light around him. Tentacles of white light reached for him, the sound of whispering surrounding him, accusing him. His hand was shaking as he drew out his blaster and the light vanished as soon as he fired it, leaving him standing there looking confused, blaster in hand.]
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Is it common not to recall the manner of one's death? Out of all the places I expected myself to be in the afterlife, it wasn't in a place like this.