âAre you seriously askinâ me that?â Angelo narrowed his gaze. â... Iâm guessinâ itâs... as soon as it happens youâre fuckinâ gone?â Honestly, Angelo didnât really like thinking about death in such a detailed manner, despite being one to constantly bring it up. âWhy would it be ten seconds for an instant? How... would they know itâs instant anyway? Thatâs the more important question. I mean, theyâre dead. They canât really ask âem how long it took for them to actually die, right?â He paused, clearing his throat. âIâm just sayinâ, Iâd prefer the slow and painful method.â