[ wp ] after dying god informs you that hell is a myth , and `` everyone sins , its ok '' . instead the dead are sorted into six `` houses of heaven '' based on the sins they chose .

Arriving at the pearly gates, I could already see a line of poor souls before me. occasionally I heard over what almost sounded like a PA system `` Please line up in an orderly fashion, everyone will be sorted into an appropriate house based on their choices during life''. 
 
 Squinting my eyes, I could see a figure in a large hat at the front of the line, looked like one of the old popes. He put his hand on the shoulder of the man at the front of the line and pondered for a moment. 
 
 `` mmmh, yes...'' and then called out confidently `` Lust!'' as a pair of rather scantily clad figures appeared and escorted him off to the side, where the group disappeared again. 
 
 And so it went, for hours, I could hear some of the people near me in line getting nervous, not all of the houses sounded particularly favorable. Some of them wondered what house they could possibly be put in, after such eclectic lives. I stood confident, I knew in my heart there was only one house, one possibility for me. 
 
 `` Greed!'' `` Gluttony'' `` Lust'' it seemed almost everyone got sorted into those three. people were starting to wonder if there even were other houses to be sorted into. I chuckled, poor fools, if only they knew. 
 
 Finally it was my turn, the old man put his hand on my shoulder, I closed my eyes, almost giddy. 
 
 `` ooo, an interesting one... yes... yes.. I see.. It can only be one thing.'' 
 
 He paused dramatically and then called out. `` GRYFFINDOR!''
