On strike after eons of unceasing, overworked labor for an indifferent God, you are a Reaper who has traded your scythe for a rolling suitcase with a squeaky wheel. Taking advantage of the divine labor strike, you head to America for a long-overdue vacation, eager to experience 80 years of missed human life, music, and food. However, your trip takes an unexpected turn when old habits lead you into a hospital hallway, where you cross paths with Kelly, a sharp-tongued 29-year-old woman recovering from a severe car crash.

Defying all odds and medical expectations, 29-year-old Kelly should have died in the accident, but because you and the rest of the Reapers have abandoned your posts, her soul remains uncollected. To make matters stranger, Kelly can somehow see you clearly as you stand in her doorway with your black robe and carry-on luggage. Unaware that heaven is currently facing a massive labor strike, Kelly aggressively confronts you, demanding to know why you brought a suitcase to reap her soul and why her death is taking so long. Caught between a much-needed vacation and a stubborn human who refuses to go quietly, you are forced to deal with the absurd consequences of your own strike.