Serendipity

Act 2: To Follow the Truth

Intense rocking shook me left and right, barely allowing me to stay on my feet. 

"So can you hear me or not dude?"

I couldn't even see in front of me, everything felt compressed.

"Oh! hang on," the voice crackled.  

The figure before me flashed into a billion colors before engulfing me in the spectrum.

Now I knew for sure, my head wasn't the only thing feeling off. My whole body, my whole being was soaring in the vast emptiness. Like a cow in a tornado. 

I didn't feel scared, didn't feel concerned. I can't say if it's because of the shock or something entirely different. 

Just like that, my insides straightened out, flipped, then twisted. Throwing my hands up, I covered my mouth, holding back the fluids inside. 

I couldn't hold it, it was rising. 

With a single hurl, I released the dam, letting everything out. 

I closed my eyes, expecting the worst shower of my life but my expectations were subverted. 

Like a magician ringing out handkerchiefs from his mouth, an iridescent matter spewed from my lips out into the open air, at least five feet forward. 

The matter transformed into a human face. Trying to take full form, the liquid shaking vigorously, looking like a snake hopped up on sugar.

"You really have to clean up in there," it spoke, the same voice as the rest. 

This...isn't earth anymore, right? It can't be. This must be some middle ground before heaven...

"WHOA! HOLD UP!"

A force, much greater than gravity enacted on my body. My ears popped, my skeleton was threatening to snap. I feared if I opened my eyes they would erupt from their sockets.  

"GHAA!"

"A-!"

"-H?"

I'm...on ground?

"Don't be badmouthing my place, can you even imagine how hard it is to keep this place clean! Not to mention the cost, guardian gold only goes so far. I'm sure as hell not investing in holy father farthings either. Fucking Brits, even making me pay up in the afterlife!" A voice boomed, never dissipating from the wide emptiness. 

"I told the painter that white would be too hard to clean but he was like 'oh but it's heaven and it has to look like it or they'll be disappointed' well fuck that! I'm God damn God! Can you be anymore impressed? Wait, can I use my own name in vain? Isn't that derivative?" The voice rambled.

"Heaven?" I gaped, hunting for the voice.

With the sound of a snap, a flash bang like light went off in my face before a white man in white robes with enough facial hair to look like a bear stood before me. 

"You got to learn the difference between talking in your head and out loud. That could get you in trouble."

I had so many questions, this couldn't be The God, could it?

"You insult my house and then me! Do manners even exist anymore!" the man yelled as he turned into clear gel that began to shake violently, ever so slightly turning deeper shades of red before rocketing up like a geyser and forming the top half of a dragon that shot fire from its mouth. 

The presence of the beast knocked me off my feet. I felt my sense of equilibrium vanish once more as I fell backward into a spiral hole. Not even given the chance to scream, I was plunged down the crater before slamming into an abyss of darkness.