Under_The_Whispering_Door_by_TJ_Klune

She grinned. “Oh, man. Just you wait.” She raised her hand toward him,
turning her palm up. She pressed her thumb and middle fingers together and
snapped.
The cool, spring sun was shining down on his face.
He took a stumbling step back, looking around wildly.
Cemetery. They were in a cemetery.
“Sorry about that,” Mei said, appearing beside him. “Still getting the hang
of it.” She frowned. “I’m sort of new at this.”
“What’s happening!” he shrieked at her.
“You’re getting buried,” she said cheerily. “Come on. You’ll want to see
this. It’ll help dispel any doubts you might have left.” She grabbed him by the
arm and pulled. He tripped over his own feet but managed to stay upright.
His flip-flops slapped against his heels as he struggled to keep up. They
weaved in and out of headstones, the sounds of busy traffic surrounding them
as impatient cabbies honked their horns and shouted expletives out open
windows. He tried to pull away from Mei, but her grip was tight. She was
stronger than she looked.
“Here we are,” she said, coming to a stop. “Right on time.”
He peered over her shoulder. Naomi was there, as were the partners, all
standing around a freshly dug rectangular hole. The expensive coffin was
being lowered into the earth. No one was crying. Worthington kept looking at
his watch and sighing dramatically. Naomi was tapping away on her phone.
Of all the things for Wallace to focus on, he was dumbstruck by the fact
that there was no headstone. “Where’s the marker? My name. Date of birth.
An inspirational message saying I lived life to the fullest.”
“Is that what you did?” Mei asked. She didn’t sound like she was mocking
him, merely curious.
He jerked his hand away and crossed his arms defensively. “Yes.”
“Awesome. And the headstones usually come after the service. They still
have to carve it and everything. It’s this whole process. Don’t worry about it.
Look. There you go. Wave goodbye!”
He didn’t wave.
Mei did, though, fingers wiggling.
“How did we get here?” he asked. “We were just in the church.”
“So observant. That’s really good, Wallace. We were just in the church.
I’m proud of you. Let’s say I skipped a couple of things. Gotta get a move