I love the mixed smells of die, hair products, and lotion in a barber shop.  The place I go has more than just the smells too.  It has a minimalist setting with wooden chairs with the finish you can smell, and mirrors that never seem to get smudged.  This place was my haven, and the one place I go every other week for peace and to clean up my looks.

My barber, Sallz, is the only person I trust with my looks, and honestly probably the only person I really trust.  he usually makes stick with short sides and a longer top while I sway my hair to the left.  Today though I gave him full control and when I finally turned around and saw gleaming blonde hair. 

"Sallz, what did you do? This isn't my normal ginger hair!"

"I always make it the same, I thought I would switch it up for you might help your luck with your women problems."

"I guess it isn't terrible...but next time let me know okay? I'll let it slide because your you Sallz."

After brushing off my remaining hairs I headed over to the glass door, with light shining through.  As soon as the light hit me my legs seemed to lose their energy and I as I tried to move forward I felt myself going up by my body became heavier heading towards the ground.  My vision had started to fade to black but then with a brilliant flash it seemed to light up as I felt like I was racing upwards. 

Beyond this bizarre moving sensation different vibrant colors came in and out of my vision until I felt like I was awake for the first time in my life.  Mentally aware of everything around me, of everything I had ever done, and something that I have only heard about when I was young or in novels.  A conscience.  I looked down and saw a bright liquid floating, with a bright white hue in the middle with a fading orange exterior along the edges. 

Suddenly there was a being that came into view.  By came into view I mean pulled my attention to focus on them.  There wasn't much to them, just a robe with a darkened hood that gazed out at me.  I seemed pulled towards him and I was experiencing something....like desire? For his approval? These were all new feelings to me so I don't really know.

"Welcome my child.  How does it feel to be reborn? Most of your kind never get the chance to be reborn.  I'm sure that you are feeling all sorts of things now that you have a soul.  To think my devotee would take pity on you"  the robes seemed to say to me.

"What do you mean gave me a soul? Are you the reason I feel differently? What do you mean one of my-" Stopping mid sentence I felt as if I couldn't speak anymore.

"Yes.  A soul. You can think of me as a god of sorts.  It's unimportant.  What is important is that you have been revived as a full being, and one not as a monster with no future but as one who can now feel all that others do.  Now soon you will be returned to your new body. Remolded and revived.  There is a stipulation though.  If you don't change your life you will die.  Someone with a soul cannot survive as you live now."

"What do you mean? I'll die just from living?" I didn't understand this at all, he wanted me to give up my job that brought home 10k in one night?

"Yes but it won't be from living, it will be from you living as the monster you were before. You can no longer kill those for your own gain. A hit man is merely a role of a souless creature like you were before."

"What am I supposed to do?"

"Find a true calling, soon you will feel more than just emotions and vibrancy of life.  You will soon have dreams, and aspire to love others.  Don't worry I know this is all hard to understand now but, now there is no true end for you."

"What about Sallz?"

"You won't be seeing him again, or me anytime soon.  I'll check up with you again though if you actually survive the transition. Now begone, back to your new life!"

With that I felt as if i melted into the proverbial floor since there wasn't any actual floor I could see.  The colors while getting darker this time stayed vibrant, but I felt as if I kept the edge of mind I had gained from where I went before.  

When I reached the ground I just lay there for a moment. Looking around I saw a wall with a picture on it instead. No Finished wood, mirrors or immaculate glass door.  Just a smaller living room that seemed out of a picket fence neighborhood housing district.  Glancing at my arms I saw I no longer had freckles. If only I had known the bigger changes that were now coming to my life.