His Ascension

No more deaths

Until that car is fixed, I don't want it in my garage." Ken ruled it out. He was on the phone with Ray.

"Don't worry about a thing boss. I've got this." Ray assured him.

After he left the car on the highway, Ray turned up a few minutes later and contacted a mechanic. They were able to get it off the road but the car was still not fixed. Ken had to take a cab to the hospital that morning.

"You better do something, Ray." He hung up and slapped the phone to the table.

Ken sighed and threw his head backward. It was a few minutes to lunch break. His legs were aching and so was his head. Ken and two other doctors conducted surgery that morning and it took them five hours to get the tumor out.

A knock landed on Ken's door and he groaned in frustration. He wasn't expecting anyone that afternoon and he was not the one to handle the day's consultation.

Without looking at the door and with his head still thrown backward, he demanded in a tired voice.

"Who's there?"

There was no response and soon