[ WP ] When you die , you do n't go to the afterlife of you 're religion , you go to the afterlife of the religion whose tenets you followed most closely , knowingly or not .

Darkness. 
 
 I feel light, or am I just light headed? 
 
 I looked to my left and then right, and all I could see were stars in the distance. A noise by my thigh interrupted my train of thought. *Crrrrk* *Crrrrrk* 
 
 I picked up the small voice-in radio. `` Hello?'' 
 
 `` Battlestar 303, what the hell do you think you are doing?'' The voice said. 
 
 `` Huh? I think you have wrong number?'' I responded. 
 
 Echoing emitted through the radio. `` *Did he just say wrong number? Space sickness? Possibly*. Uh Battlestar, in front of you -do you see the green circle.'' 
 
 I looked at the panel in front of me, there was a red and green circle. I smacked the green one. `` Yeah, I just pressed it.'' 
 
 `` *Oh God, he pressed it. * Uhh... Battlestar you were not meant to push that circle. I was just about to tell you that.'' 
 
 I sighed. `` Well shucks dude, why did you tell me to press it then?'' 
 
 `` I did n't.'' 
 
 `` You so did.'' I felt my ship moving forward faster now. It spun to facing a big spaceship, a mother ship. I began travelling toward it and played with the joystick, nothing seemed to work, I was on autopilot. 
 
 The voice continued. `` Look Battlestar, do n't worry. You've pressed the home button, you're being sent back to the ship.'' 
 
 `` Oh cool, that's good right?'' 
 
 `` No. Not exactly. We are currently under attack, that's why we sent you out. Are you sure you're feeling okay?'' 
 
 *Zip* 
 
 `` Oh God dude! They're shooting at me!'' 
 
 `` Use the force!'' 
 
 `` The what?'' I screamed into my radio. 
 
 `` Use the force, you're a Jedi!'' 
 
 I looked frantically at my control panel. `` What the hell button is that?'' 
 
 *BOOM* 
 
 Darkness. 
 
 I opened my eyes, floating in space again. `` Oh God... this again?'' 
 
 *Crrrk* *Crrrrk*. The radio by my thigh repeated the noise. 
 
 I hit the red button this time. `` Well, let's see where this goes.'' 
 
 I picked up the radio. `` Hello, Battlestar 303 speaking.'' 
 
 `` Nuaawh! `` A high pitched voice responded. 
 
 *Ah... Shit. *
