Suicide and what happens NEXT (!!!).
Suicide and what happens NEXT (!!!)
I Believe by Lobsang Rampa (1977)
Chapter 1
MISS MATHILDA HOCKERSNICKLER of Upper Little Puddlepatch sat at her half opened window. The book she was reading attracted her whole attention.
A funeral cortege went by without her shadow falling across the fine lace curtains adorning here windows. An altercation between two neighbours went unremarked by movement of the aspidistra framing the centre of the lower window. Miss Mathilda was reading.
Putting down the book upon her lap for a moment she raised her steel-rimmed spectacles to her forehead while she rubbed at her red-rimmed eyes. Then, putting her spectacles back in place upon her rather prominant nose, she picked up the book and read some more.
Chapter 2: (page 11) parahraphs 12 & 13
The entity who had been Sir Algernon was looking down in facination at all this.
He felt very strange about it, for a moment he could not understand what had happened, but some force kept him pinned to the ceiling upside down, the living Algernon gazed down into the dead, glazed, bloody eyes of the dead Algernon.
He rested upside down against the ceiling in rapt attention, spellbound at the strange experience. His attention was rivited at the words of Mr Harris.
'Yes, poor Sir Algernon was a subaltern in the Boer War. He fourght very nobly against the Boers and he was badly wounded.
Unfortunately he was wounded in a most delicate place which I cannot describe more adequately in front of the ladies present, and increasingly of late his inability to - perform has led to bouts of depression, and on numerous occasions we and others have heard him threaten that life without his necessities was not worth living, and he threatened to end it all.'