Is This a Joke? I Died, and Jack's Still After Me

I died, but not completely.

After I died, I appeared in a classroom. A mysterious man named Jack executed a poor soul right in front of me.

What was going on? Wasn’t I already dead? Soon, more people appeared in the classroom. There were ten of us, including me. The cruel man before us, Jack, told us that we were students. Whenever he called on someone, that person had to stand up and answer a question. Any “classmate” who couldn’t answer or got it wrong would face severe punishment.

I quickly calmed down and realized I had to be careful and handle his challenges with caution, just as I always had.

But things weren’t as simple as I’d thought…