Daughtry looked down at the corpse, and saw him frozen in shock. "I got this..." he said, putting his hand on his shoulder. He walked over to the body, and grabbed the hand. "Come on... Get up..." he said, pulling her to her feet. The corpse was left there, and she stood before herself, in front of them. "W-what happened?" she asked, looking back at the car. "You had an accident, and we are here to collect..." Daughtry replied, looking back at her. She looked down at the corpse, and she frowned. "Oh... I'm... dead, then?" she asked, looking up at him. "Afraid so..." he replied. "Was there anything you absolutely wanted to do, before you go?" Daughtry asked, looking her in the eyes. "I... I suppose that my one desire was to get to play my song for the people, at an auditorium..." she admitted. "A large crowd, with no-one but me on the stage.... And I was so close, to..." she said, smiling a little, as tears welled up. Daughtry sighed, and looked off to the side. "How long would it have taken you to get there?" Daughtry asked. "It would have been in about two more months, if all went well..." she replied, hugging herself. "You have two months... Get that done... You don't have any major injuries to your hands... And I can take care of the other injuries that happened to you. What a miracle that nothing terrible happened to you!" Daughtry said, sarcastically, healing her body to a minor injury state. "See you in two months..." Daughtry said, smiling at her, beforejabbing his fingers at her chest. Before she knew it, she was awakened by the defibrillator. And Daughtry and Samuel were unable to be seen, anymore. She had a long two months ahead of her. But she was thankful for it.
OOC: Yeah, it's always nice to let it unfold. It's also nice to remind people that Death has a heart, too. lol