My heaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad!

After uploading my consciousness to the "eternal" cyberspace, I discovered my head was gone.

I don't mean that figuratively. I mean it's physically gone.

To make matters worse, I found out I'd sold it myself years ago while drunk, for $500. And now? Its asking price is five billion dollars.

My name is Luenk, and this is the tragic story of a luckless guy hunting for his own head in the afterlife.

[A short story entry for the competition, free to read. If you enjoy this blend of absurdity and despair, I sincerely recommend my other novel, The Devouring Curse—a dark fantasy tale of consumption and damnation.]