I screamed like a small child, kicked the

I screamed like a small child, kicked the hospital walls, and barged the double doors open so hard that they almost flew off. I knew that you can't avoid death, but why does it

have to happen to her? "Why? Just why?!?" I screamed. My voice echoed down the sterile hospital hall behind me. I ran. I had to get away from that place. I'd never believe death.

Years and many counseling sessions later, I finally figured out that there is an Other Side and that she was there, that'd I'd see her again. I wanted to see her sooner rather than

later. I took up the courage, and crossed the street to the Other Side. There she was, working at the "Curl Up and Dye Hair Salon." In 15 years, I maybe said Hi once

But i knew today was different, today was the day i was going to ask her out.I just need to know if there was any chance she like me at all the way i like her.

Before she could write an answer the class clown Fat Jimmy stole the note from her fingers and waved it in the air. Fat Jimmy yelled "Look what I've got

It's a folded up piece of paper. And I bet it's got some juicy message from Jenny to Toady I mean Toby. Haha." The sheet was folded horizontally 9 times and each fold had some text

on it, though the last two "panels" were blank. Each panel seemed to start where the last left off. Huh, it must be some kind of communal story. So I prepared the ninth panel by

appealing to some watery detective who enjoyed a nicely seasoned sea grass sandwich. And that's when I realized I had written a pan-panel and joined the ranks of metafolders.