Tonight, I walked off the end of the Santa Monica pier.I know I'm no longer alive, but somehow, I don't feel as though I'm dead.This limbo is the story of my life and the reason for my death. I expected to burn in the depths of Hell. I expected to pay for my sins.I expected to suffer for the rest of eternity.What I didn't expect was to find my soul mate.My name is Mara and I'm in Purgatory. Unfortunately, this is not a euphemism. This is the story of my death.