i was in a blank white room. i looked around me in hopes to see my hospital bed or anyone or anything, but no. there was nothing. i ran around looking for walls in hopes to find a door or anything but there wasnt any it was like an endless white abyss. i looked down to see i wasnt in my hospital gown anymore i was in white skinny jeans and a white t shirt with converse. i ran around screaming for someone, anyone. but there was nothing i just wished i knew where i was. i finally gave up on the yelling and sat down on my knees on the floor because, oh right, there was nothing in this entire fucking place. i searched the pockets of my misteriously appeared outfit in search for clues, nothing. i thought back to everything i remembered last, i was laying in the hospital bed with a bunch of people crying then i heard a beep and now this. 'Am i dead?' i asked myself, no i couldnt be i have a pulse right... i felt at my wrist and neck in an attempt to find a pulse, not there. i started panicing, im dead, no im not fucking dead i cant be im to young, i did not die, i wanted to be able to say i survived highschool. i wanted to make a difference in the world this couldnt happen.
as i was panicing to myself i didnt notice the figure standing over my sitting panicing body. he was smirking like this was normal. he had long black hair with red up near the roots, he was wearing black skinny jeans and a black t-shirt with converse as well but his were nicer than mine.
"You finished?" he asked with a smirk like my misery was just the funniest thing in the world.
"Why am i here?" i asked in a shaky voice.
"oh you know why, otherwise i wouldnt be here right now, you took longer than everyone else the last guy took twenty minutes you've been here for a good hour and a half" he said still with the annoying smirk.
"im dead" it was more than a statement than a question i knew now.
"bingo" he said pointing to me "now get your ass up and follow me" he said walking away motioning for me to follow i relunctantly followed. we walked for what felt like an hour before my curiosity got the best of me.
"who are you?" i asked.
"not important"
"i think it is" i retorted.
"well its not"
"im andy"
"that wont work" he said but i could tell i was agravating him.
"then ill call you tom"
"fine I'm Max are you happy now"
"no" i answered.
"why?" he said crossing his arms and stopping looking at me.
"because I just died would you be happy with that" i said,he didnt reply and we continued walking.

Notes

i like making some of my characters smart asses, this was all improv i just made it all up as i went so what character do you want next i might be able to work them into the story to make it intresting. and to avoid questions, yes i did imagine max as max green, as in the ex bassist of escape the fate because i love max and his hair.