
The family home was slated for demolition. My brother and sister-in-law, believing they could get more demolition compensation as a holdout household, were determined to make an extortionate demand. I advised them to quit, but they thought I was in their way and pushed me off the rooftop. 'It's all your fault for not letting us be a holdout household!' I died. When I opened my eyes, I had returned to the day the Demolition Office first visited our home.