DEAD NARRATOR: It was such a beautiful day. The skies were sunny and cloudless... but that wasn't what made the day. Our mission. Our team. That was the beauty. Our leader. A man unlike any other. His courage alone could choke an injured elephant. He was in fine form that day. If we weren't ready to die for him before, his rousing speech put an end to that. He isn't an emotional man, but I could tell. He loved us. The next thing I knew... we were all running. Running to glory. Running to history. Running to a pick-up truck. Our chariot. We knew not all of us would be coming back in it. Or at all. I didn't come back. I'm dead now. But God is letting me narrate this story from Heaven. So that's cool. Wanna guess who I am? Okay. Send all your guesses to: deadnarrator at gmail dot com. The winner gets a Heaven T-Shirt. Okay, see ya.
