It’s New
Year’s Eve, and a very sad and intoxicated Katrina Bergman stumbles around a
cemetery mourning the fourth anniversary of her late husband’s death. Katrina encounters another mourner, a man
named Thomas, who prevents her from driving drunk and attempts to help her get
home. Katrina misinterprets his good
intentions and flees the man, only to end up wandering into a street and being
struck by a car just before the clock strikes midnight.
Katrina
wakes to find a kind elderly face looking down at her. The man helps her up and tells her that he
is, or rather was, Thomas’ father. He
says his name is Richard, but now Katrina can call him by his formal title,
Death. Richard explains that the last
person to die each year must assume the responsibilities of death for the
following year. Katrina hesitantly
accepts and is apprehensive throughout a night of tutelage from the experienced
reaper. Only when he disappears at
daybreak does it really set in that Katrina must spend a year collecting souls.
What begins
as a bleak and heartbreaking task becomes more and more positive as Katrina
finds ways to help people pass into their different afterlives. She finds that she learns a lot from the
newly deceased, but where she will go when the year ends remains a mystery. As the year comes to a close, she finds that
she will miss her job, and she makes sure to train the newcomer very well. When dawn comes, her replacement is suddenly
unable to see her, and Katrina wonders what’s next. Then the door opens and Richard escorts her
out of her carriage into a special area of the afterlife reserved for servants
of eternity. There’s someone that very
much wants to see her, says Richard.
Sure enough, there he is… four years after finishing his stint as death…
her late husband.
Based on an
ancient Swedish folktale.
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