Amenta has a very, very low rate of traffic accidents. Virtually everyone takes public transport. But safer is not safe, and in the aftermath of spring rains, it is harder to steer. The driver of the grey bus Konlad is on makes a miscalculation and...
Hm. He is...alive. But disconnected from his body. He can't see. Where is he?
He can see now! There's someone talking to him. It's a bald man wearing black judge's robes.
"Do you know where you are?
"You are currently in Pharasma's Court. Here we judge the souls of the dead that they may be sent to the proper afterlife."
"Does it sound to you like I am speaking in a language you understand, using words you are familiar with, at a speed you can follow?"
"Do you understand that you had, while alive, the capacity to take actions, and that those actions had effects on the world and on other people?"
"Your Honor, this petitioner still comes from somewhere outside Pharasma's Creation. The Abyss requests a recess to perform fact-finding on the petitioner."
The Abyss actually sent someone competent this time! They look trained. The agathion isn't sure whether this will be for the better or for the worst.
"Nirvana concurs, so long as it follows discovery procedure."
He's going to lose consciousness.
And then he's going to regain it. All the same entities are here.