Kurt followed Mr. Schue to the group of trees. Once they got there, he could see Finn, Santana, Brittany, Quinn, Artie, and Mike sitting in a group on the ground. Just behind them, he could make out a large cloth-covered object. "Mr. Schue, what's going on?"
"To put it bluntly," Santana cut in. "We're dead."
Kurt stared at her. "What? That can't be true. How can I talk to you and see you if you're dead?"
"You're dead too," Santana replied.
Kurt stared at her, then turned to Mr. Schue. "What happened? Santana can't be right."
Mr. Schue sighed, looking uncomfortable. "She is right, Kurt. We all died in the crash."
"That's not true!" Kurt shouted. "Stop saying that! I didn't die!"
Santana rolled her eyes and got up. She grabbed Kurt's arm and dragged him over to the cloth and yanked part of it up. "Here you are. Do you believe me now?"
Kurt looked down and felt all the air rush out of his lungs, as if he'd been punched in the stomach. There laying on the ground between Finn and Santana was... him. He reached out with a shaking hand, hoping that once he touched the other him, he'd wake up next to Blaine and find out that it was all a bad dream.
But... what if it wasn't? What if it was true? What if he really was dead?
A strangled cry tore itself from Kurt's throat, surprising even him as he whirled around and ran out of the clearing. He stopped in the middle of the group outside and looked around. "I'm not dead!" he screamed. "Look at me, I'm standing right in front of you! I'm not dead!" Kurt walked over to Blaine and tried to grab his shoulders. "Blaine, look at me! I'm standing right in front of you, please don't cry!"
No one looked at him. Finally, Kurt gave up and slumped down on his knees, his shoulders shaking. He couldn't be dead, he couldn't! What would happen to his dad? What about Carole?
A hand on his shoulder made him jump in surprise. Kurt looked back and saw Finn standing behind him.
"Dude, are you alright?" Finn asked.
Kurt swallowed. "I suppose so. Why are you all ok with this?"
Finn shrugged. "We're not exactly ok with being dead. We just got used to it, since we had more time."
"How long has it been?"
"It's been about an hour since the crash, we think. No one knows for sure." Finn replied "We figured you'd had moved on since you didn't appear right away like we had."
"Clearly, I hadn't." Kurt said bitterly.
"Maybe it took you longer to die."
Kurt felt a chill run down his back. Could that have been it? Had he really been alive and no one knew it?
"Well, you should come back to the clearing with us. Being out here can't help you." Finn said.
"I'll be there in a minute." Kurt said softly.
Finn nodded and left.
Sorry for the long wait on this chapter. I hope you like it.
As usual, I do not own Glee or the characters.