Exiting from the passageway, Jessica followed a windy path and soon found herself in front of an open space that stretches on for miles and miles. Numerous white counters lined up in a straight row, attending to the queue of people that s around the open space, many times over. Each time a person approaches the counter, they are scanned by an infrared light and their personal details are revealed on the macbook each counter staff possessed. After this, they will be asked to step behind the counter, where a network of pipes laid. At the entrance of the pipes, a person will be determined with the press of a button if he or she should go to heaven or hell. If heaven is their final destination, they will be upwards and vice versa if their final destination is hell.

 Tiffany and Jessica stood in line, each not recognising the other. Everywhere around them, people stared blankly at the space in front of them and waited patiently for their turn. When they finally reached the head of the queue, Jessica and Tiffany each stood behind a counter and was scanned by the same infrared light that had scanned billions of people. Donning on a wrist band that had numbers engraved on it, they stood at the entrance of the pipes and the button was depressed sending them on the way to their final destination.

Tiffany felt herself shoot upwards at the speed of light, her hair flying everywhere. Somehow in the process of traveling, her clothes had changed and she now had on this white gown that made her look like a crossbreed between priests and hospital patients. Finally emerging from the pipe, Tiffany gazed about in amazement at the amount of vibrance and colours that surrounded her. A large cheery looking banner hung above a giant diamond studded gate, displayed the words "Welcome to Heaven" and a lone angel sat behind a gold encrusted counter, polishing his wings and manicuring his nails. The nametag on his left pocket indicated that his name was Key and he had this extremely bored look on his face. Approaching him cautiously, Tiffany put on the best eye smile she could muster and tried asking him for her next set of instruction.. Without looking up from his nails, he pointed at the large gate behind him and told her to turn left upon entering. Applying on the last coat of nail polish, he grumbled under his breath grudgingly,

"Stupid archangel, Just because my name is Key doesn't necessary mean you have to make me the key to heaven. Plus, why must I double up as an information counter staff, it's such an unglam job." Grousing to himself, he blew gently on his nails and waited for them to dry out completely.

Entering through the gates of heaven, Tiffany found herself in front of a court yard that was bustling with people. Most of them were rushing about attending to their daily activities. Brushing past Tiffany, many of them gave a polite but yet fleeting smile. Banking left just like how she was instructed, Tiffany spotted the sign that says rookie orientation counter and headed towards it. The counter was empty except for a bell that says ring me. Picking up the bell between her thumb and forefinger, Tiffany cautiously gave it a shook, nearly dropping it when a clear and crisp tinkle emitted from the bell. 

A girl suddenly bounded up from behind the counter, scaring the living daylights out of Tiffany. Without giving her time to recover, she grabbed Tiffany's hands in hers and shooked it vigourously. "Welcome to heaven, I am your orientation guide for the day." Without releasing her hand, the girl fluttered out from behind the counter, dragging Tiffany along for her first abrupt tour of Heaven.