Corpses Anonymous

Death is supposed to be the end.

Apparently, somebody forgot to tell the dead.

Once a week, beneath the light of a full moon, ten deceased strangers gather in a cemetery for the afterlife's strangest support group:

Corpses Anonymous.

There are folding chairs.

There are donuts.

There is coffee that nobody technically needs.

And hanging above the refreshment table is the first of thirteen steps:

FIRST STEP IS ADMITTING I AM DEAD.

Presiding over the meetings is Father Michael Donnelly, a dead Catholic priest who assumes his decades of hearing confessions have prepared him to moderate a room full of corpses.

They have not.

His first attempt at humor-"I'm sure you're all just dying to know why you're here"-ends with the group beating the embalming fluid out of him.

And things only get worse from there.

The members of Corpses Anonymous come from different ages, races, professions, and very different deaths. There is a married couple still arguing about whose fault their fatal car crash was. A man who admits he misses sex, only for his dead wife to announce that she doesn't because he was never particularly good at it. A wealthy businessman furious that his family started dividing his fortune before he was cold. A retired teacher still correcting everyone's grammar. A surgeon humiliated by the ridiculous way she died. A failed singer whose performances are so bad that several corpses would prefer to die again.

They argue about everything.

Marriage.

Money.

Religion.

Children.

Funerals.

Star Wars versus Star Trek.

That last discussion ends in another fight.

But beneath the insults, grudges, terrible singing, funeral gossip, and complaints about the living lies one uncomfortable question:

Why are they still here?

Each member has something unfinished. Something they regret. Someone they miss. Someone they still blame.

And because the dead can watch their own funerals, they also know exactly who cried for real, who lied during the eulogy, who came for the food, who wanted the inheritance, and who whispered, "How much longer do we have to stay?"

For the first time in their existence, these ten people have absolutely nothing left to lose by telling the truth.

Unfortunately, they still have plenty of reasons to lie.

CORPSES ANONYMOUS: SUPPORT GROUP FOR THE DEAD is a supernatural dark comedy about death, regret, marriage, rotten children, bad funerals, unfinished business, and the things people finally admit when everybody in the room is already dead.