I died. It wasn't a particularly spectacular death, in fact it was fairly embarrassing. I suppose I have nothing better to do right now than to relate to you the sorry state of my corporeal body before I left it. But I was wrong, and not for the last time in my afterlife. Julian, a low, dark voice had echoed within my mind, I am afraid you are certainly quite dead. Well done! the hated mechanical voice congratulated, after I had reasserted my own existence, You have passed the test, and are now free to enter through the gates of heaven.