You're dead. No easy way to put it. You don't remember how you died, but it wasn't a nice one. You arrived at a long pathway, no heaven or hell here, just walking. So you walk. And walk. And walk. You keep walking in the endless abyss as you finally come across a light. A woman, sitting down as she looked up at you.

"Ah, another lost soul. Sorry to inform you but there is no afterlife for you. The father has deemed you unfit for hell, and unworthy of heaven."

It makes sense. You didn't do much good in your life, nor did you do bad. No reward. No punishment. You wonder how long you need to walk, or if you even need to keep walking.