The voice came again, colder, closer.
"You are not in heaven."
My breath caught in my throat. My eyes darted around, but there was no one—just endless gray, shifting like smoke.
"Who's there?" My voice cracked, fragile.
Then the voice sounded against
Laughter answered me. A sound too deep, too cruel, vibrating inside my skull.
"You jumped, and you think heaven would take you?" the voice hissed. "Fool. You've fallen farther than you know."
My knees buckled. If this wasn't heaven… then where was I?