Death had welcomed all people into his home when the Earth had been destroyed and the sun had collapsed and expanded. Not everyone had been unwelcoming of the thought, and those who had resented death had found it more blissful than life.

People lived peacefully in the utopian society. Since it was a pocket dimension it could be expanded indefinitely, so many lived comfortably. The preteens and teens no longer needed the care of their parents so they resided in getting a place with their friends or love.

No one aged, and no new ‘life’ could be given, so everyone had stayed as they were and they were in a state of jubilant bliss. Deathly sicknesses meant nothing and had been cured once everyone had entered Death’s dimension. Death was a peaceful potentate despite what people had thought in the past, he was just and kind, with little exception.

  You were locked away until you learned your mistakes or thrown into a different part of the dimension saved for criminals only if you committed crime and caused utter chaos.

The society thrived for years. Until one day when families started to disappear.