(The hunter would suddenly wake up in a dark space, only 2 chairs, and a table, with one big dark figure sitting at it)
The hunter: where am I, who are you…
Death: hello, actually, my name is death, I’m responsible for your file and deciding whether your going into heaven, hell or purgatory, also this is my office, I know it’s kinda bare, but I do have a picture of my wife! If that’s something….
The Hunter: ok….
Death: anyways… let’s get into this! Here we go… went to prison… served war time… oh, says here you tried to stop a group of hellish fiends from killing the lord?
The Hunter: it was just a stripper and some octopi…
Death: alrighty…. Yeah, so in your case, I think I’m gonna file you for hell…
The hunter: but… I’ve supported god my whole life!
Death: yeah I know, but for the amount of people you killed… it’s just too overwhelming, thought because of your special contract by attempting to save the lord, I can file you with 1-2 minutes as a spirit, this will allow you to say your last goodbyes with anyone? So.. do we have a deal?
(The hunter would look super frightened, but sucked it up, and shook deaths hand)