Suspended in the center of emptiness, I wasn’t anything. I hadn’t imagined heaven to be like this; the alternative was the only answer, but it didn’t fit my picture of hell either.

Then I realized I had a slip of paper in my hand. How it got there, I didn’t know. Maybe it had a clue. The six words written on the paper startled me: You have been banned from existence.

What? How could that be, for there I was, wherever it was. I had always believed in an afterlife. Either I was wrong, or this was it. With an eternity of nothingness to look forward to, I contemplated my life. If this was all there is, what was the point. I was a good person who didn’t do everything right, but for it to end like this? After I had time to think and evaluate my life, a door opened out of nowhere, beckoning me to enter.

What would I find? I didn’t know but it had to be better than were I was, or would it?