A Chat with Death of the 21st Century

The sound of quick footsteps filled the hallway of an empty house. A slim and tall faceless figure approached the bedroom. Dressed in a crisp black suit and a bowler hat, Death slowly entered the room searching for his victim.. a lifeless heap lay in front of him, face down on the table, his glasses askew. Death impatiently glanced at his watch which started beeping indicating his next assignment. Rapping furiously on what looked like a high end version of a tablet, he waited for his victim to come to senses. ‘Mr Guy (yes I'm unable to come up with a name!) I’m afraid your time is up.. I’m here to escort you to afterlife’ said Death after a while. Mr Guy’s soul woke up in shock.. there lay his dead self beside him and as he scanned the table to find out what must have killed him.. an unfinished Chinese take out, extra large fries, a gaming console and some random stuff.. He still pondered upon his demise. ‘How did this happen to me?’ asked Guy with a downcast glance at the eerie figure before him. Death tried to regain his composure, same old question! he thought, the incessant beeping from his watch breaking the awkward silence. ‘Mr. Guy, did you know that you had cancer?’ asked Death. ‘What? No! Cancer killed me?’ exclaimed Guy. ‘Well, not exactly .. you are lucky that heart attack got you first. It is less painful of the two’ said Death nonchalantly. The blaring continued from the watch, 'Its time to leave Mr. Guy, you can bid good bye to your gadgets and junk food as they were your only true friends, your parents will mourn your loss and you may meet them after a decade or two in afterlife, as they were the last of healthy generation left. Now Mr. Guy if you can please hurry, I have a very busy schedule ahead of me!’ said Death rapping swiftly on his ‘Death Pad’. Guy wretched by all the commotion, shuffled his feet and timorously asked ‘Umm.. Mr. Death, all of this is fine.. but may I ask one last question?’. Death looked at the hapless being and agreed to him, ignoring the sound from his watch. ‘Hmm.. since I am going to stay up there for a long while, umm.. like eternity and all.. Will there be online shopping service? Otherwise I don’t really know what to do, I am bound to get bored!’ whined Mr. Guy in a timid voice. Death taken aback by the strange request, pitying for the disdainful state of mankind and their disregard for life, answered with melancholy in his voice ‘Hmm.. we shall see about that, now shall we get going Mr. Guy? Death rarely waits for anyone..’