Have you ever wondered if the Afterlife existed?
The concept of the Afterlife has been derived from many cultures such as Christianity, Judaism, Buddhism, and others.
You may or may not believe it's real, but—
This is something Dr. Murmur has been obsessed with. His belief in spiritual worlds, reincarnation, and ancestral spirits has driven him to madness.
Up to 274 experiments, millions of dollars, and 10 years have gone into
detecting Spiritual Energy.
Others have mocked him for wasting nearly 11 years of his life chasing something that doesn't even exist.
He wasn't discouraged by this revelation. In fact, it made him more determined to prove these low-level, unemployed bastards wrong.
Today was experiment number 275—another attempt to prove something that might not even exist.
He was working with the two greatest scientists of all time (at least in his eyes): Dr. Tofu and Professor Murphy.
When they entered the lab for the 275th time, along with 20 other scientists, Dr. Tofu sighed.
"Look, I don't know why you keep trying. This is leading nowhere."
Professor Murphy nodded. "I agree. The only tiny piece of progress we've made is
understanding spiritual essence and energy."
"Okay, look. I think I've figured it out—and besides, progress is still progress, right?" Dr. Murmur said, a little nervous.
"Alright, what's your idea?" Dr. Tofu asked, still unconvinced.
"So, I built a machine called the NeumaScope. It allows you to detect the consciousness waveform—or spiritual energy—leaving a person's body. Then, the machine automatically tracks it," he said, like it was the greatest accomplishment of his life.
"...Okay, I'm convinced," Dr. Tofu said flatly.
"Actually… I'm surprised you were able to do this all by yourself in one night," Professor Murphy said, sounding impressed for the first time ever. (He's not the kindest person in the world.)
"Well, it took five years and a huge team of scientists, but yeah."
"Okay, I'm not impressed," Professor Murphy said bluntly.
Dr. Murmur: "But I—"
"Anyways, let's see what this bad boy can do, hmm?" Dr. Tofu said, walking over to the machine.
Dr. Murmur: "Well, we need a brave volunteer first."
"What do you mean? Are you gonna kill the dude?" Professor Murphy asked, shocked.
"Well, how else are you gonna get to Heaven? But don't worry, I planned for this. Once we collect our data, the machine will reel the consciousness back into the body," Dr. Murmur said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
"I would like to volunteer," a young man stepped forward. He looked like he was in his early twenties. Sounded and looked like a bit of a nerd. His badge read: Dr. Caleb.
Dr. Murmur: "Alright. All you have to do is step into the chamber."
Caleb complied and did as instructed. The chamber looked high-tech, a coffin-like pod—similar to a cryogenic pod or neural observation capsule.
Once secured, Dr. Murmur pulled a lever.
Dr. Tofu: "What's that for?"
Dr. Murmur: "It allows for a quick and painless death without permanent injuries."
Dr. Tofu nodded and looked at the monitorscreen.
Of course, something like this wouldn't work on the first try. It took multiple attempts—
nine, every four hours, to be exact.
————-
I woke up in a strange place. I was surrounded by clouds.l
There seemed to be no distance—no before, after, near, or far.
It was like a painting that doesn't exist on a canvas... but still exists.
He was not floating. He was not falling. There was no "up" or "down," no sense of direction or destination.
He could see branches of inner-dimensional spatial pathways leading to infinite sets of paradimensional sequences.
These contained a collection of paradimensional subsets—
Which seemed to hold even more hierarchical Subdimensional Infinities.
Looking up, Caleb saw an endless cascade of stairs leading to an archetypal image.
He then saw a light in front of him—close yet far. And yet, he felt there was an infinite distance between them.
Whatever. It didn't matter.
He took a step toward the light.
cough
———
Dr. Caleb woke up—back in the chamber.
Dr. Murmur: "Holy shit, this is real! Guys, check it out!"
Dr. Tofu had been too busy doing something else—he'd forgotten the whole objective.
Looking over at Dr. Murmur, he raised an eyebrow.
"What's up?"
Dr. Murmur: "I just found that spiritual consciousness triggers the Continuum Prism!"
Professor Murphy: "The what?"
Dr. Murmur let out a grunt. "Basically, it's a trans-dimensional field that preserves an entity's consciousness—acting as an infinite energy source of spiritual energy. When a person dies, their soul is reeled up into this higher dimension, merging with an infinite consciousness or an infinite collection of soul networks. Perhaps a paradoxical space where souls maintain individuality yet are part of a greater whole."
Dr. Tofu: "Hmm... interesting." He walked over to the monitor and noticed something strange.
Dr. Tofu: "Wait—it seems like this consciousness is being pulled into a re higher than the Afterlife."
Dr. Murmur's eyes widened.
Professor Murphy then turned the lever again and opened the chamber, finding Dr. Caleb awake.
Dr. Murmur: "WHY WOULD YOU TURN IT OFF?! WE WERE GETTING TO THE GOOD PART!!!!!!!"
Professor Murphy: "This has been going on for too long."
Dr. Murmur: "Pfft. Piece of shit."
Dr. Tofu shook his head and said something:
"So, it seems like the universe is split into two sections.
One: the physical universe—where concepts of mathematics, physics, science, and physiology work together.
Two: the spiritual universe."
Professor Murphy turned to Caleb, shaking him violently. "Wake up! Tell me what you saw!!"
He didn't even give him a second to breathe.
Dr. Caleb coughed again, still dazed from whatever dimension his mind had just returned from. His eyes fluttered open slowly, as if waking from a thousand-year dream.
After a short break, Dr. Caleb finally opened up.
Dr. Caleb: "So, when I entered this realm... it looked like Heaven. But the strange thing is—it didn't have any direction, gravity, up or down. Time and space were meaningless... yet I could still perceive things, look around, and travel distance. The whole thing isn't logical."
Professor Murphy: "So it seems this 'Heaven' is unbounded by the concept of spacetime—or at least by its laws as we understand them."
Dr. Murmur: "Then it must operate outside the physical universe. Or... it's part of a system far beyond our comprehension."
Dr. Tofu: "What else did you see?"
Dr. Caleb: "I saw infinite sets of paradimensional sequences... each containing an infinite collection of paradimensional subsets. And even those held an infinite hierarchy of irrelevant subdimensional sequences."
Dr. Murmur: "Well, that just got a whole lot more confusing…"
Dr. Tofu: "So it seems this Heaven—or Afterlife—doesn't function by our logic. Instead, we perceive it like a paradoxical framework…"
Dr. Murmur: "Well—whatever it is—I call that a successful experiment. Can't wait to rub it in everyone's face!"
Dr. Murmur then scurried away, giddy with triumph.
Dr. Tofu sighed.
"Today was a long day."
TO BE CONTINUED… (Not rlly :/)