[ TT ] You are a recently deceased detective . God took you early as he has need of you . For the first time ever , there has been a murder in heaven .

So here I am, in god's waiting room, about to meet the chairman of the board himself. I've lived a good life, helped countless people dig out their cheating spouses after years of solving murders, and now I'm hear to collect my reward. I expect god like alcoholics. Beyond the Golden Gates I sense him, morning the loss of a great a beloved friend, maybe an angel fallen to the forces of fire. 
 
 The receptionist is dressed in 1920's era gear, polkadot dress, knuckles bulging slightly from a few too many raps dolled out by nuns. Brides of God indeed, I do n't see any of them here. 
 
 And now I feel it, the divine presence, pulling me towards it, the source of creation, the divine and eternal, the wellspring. He has a mission for me, I feel that, sense it at my very core. 
 
 SOMEONE KILLED MY FLUFFY the light burns behind my eyes I WANT THEM BROUGHT TO ME its not too much I live to serve the source I WANT THEM FOUND DETECTIVE wait a minute if this is god why does it YOU WILL BURN IF YOU CANT DO WHAT I ASK no good lord would take over my will like this FIND THEM DETECTIVE and I hit the ground running, looking for the good lords fluffy through all time and knowledge and space why is it a hierarchy THOSE THOUGHTS ARE NOT GOOD and they cease. 
 
 I find fluffy at the edge of eternity, a space mutt YOU HAVE DONE WELL fluffy is some kind of furry tortoise thing, not of earth but at this point neither am I. I REWARD YOU and now I am all and nothing, my last memory of human form the smiling face of the receptionist and I AM IN AND OUT AND UP AND DOWN and she's not here, why is n't she here just one last time IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE COME AS YOU ARE. 
 
 And then I awake as the secretary at the golden gates and see my old self pulled towards the light and I know that fluffy is the lord of all creation and that he will disrespect it and we are all fluffy now at the end of time and space and at least I have memories of the secretaries life even if them are n't mine.
