Before Gabriel Le was hit, everything turned white from his perspective. Suddenly he was laying down on a cushioned futuristic bed in a white room, next to a female. All the walls and floor were white. With a drunken seemly African-American man pacing the room. “You flipped up!” He kept repeating.

“Where am I?” Gabriel the man questioned to no one in particular.

“Good he is awake! Now I can finally ask him why he did what he did!”

Gabriel finally had seen the Drunken dark man, however when he turned to him his perspective on the left was still white. He felt like he had limbs to control that were not there before. When he put some energy into them, his vision on the left also faced the Drunken man, seeing himself in front of him.

“Woah!” It was not just double vision, seeing things twice. He felt has if he had two different senses, and two different bodies. He was two people now! Male and female.

“Dude what the flip I thought you were Christian?” The seemly African American man walked closer and started moving his hands glowing white.

“What?” Gabriel’s body started glowing white as he floated into the air uncontrollably. He started doing flips in the air not to his control.

“Tell. Me. Why. Did. You. Bow?!” The African American that looked plenty like Morgan Freeman this closely was angry at him.

“I just bowed to show my gratitude! I figured it was Asian culture!”

“That man was Nirvana, and he gave you flipping that before I took you!” Pointing to the person in the bed besides Gabriel, the other version of the man.

“Wait you are the truck, mech that killed me?! Who do you think you are?!” This time it was Gabriel turn to be angry! Funny enough, Gabriel the man was not getting sick while being constantly flipped while yelling.

The drunken seemly African American man stopped flipping him and put Gabriel Le down in front of him. The drunken man put his hand on Gabriel’s shoulder. In his drunken state he slurred his way “It's me Jehovah, you idiot, don’t you see me every Sunday?”

The God? The first thing he thought was “You are pooping on a toilet! But I have never seen you on Sundays when I go to church?” He accidently said what he was thinking aloud.

“Naw’ man, and you know what I mean...” The drunken sadly man turned, and the scenery changed instantly, soundlessly merged to a forest and a road. No longer the white room, floor.

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“What are you doing?” Gabriel walked to Jehovah who was picking from a fig tree, they were all fig trees.

“I’m trying what Jesus used to do when he seeks comfort.” He ate one and moved his head up and down, and side to side. “Meh, it doesn’t really do it for me.” There was a flash of bright light, and suddenly they were somewhere else. Their beds in the middle of a plaza.

“Woah it is God!” He could hear angels say, “Old God or New God?” The angels were human looking with wings on their backs, and halos hovering over all their heads. The angels and young-looking humans with halos without any wings on their back started throwing a party as fast as they could.

“This will do it.” God started drinking shots from hard alcohol from a table on wheels brought out. ‘That fast? Have they done this before?’ Gabriel thought.

Gabriel Le did not think for a bit in awe of the people dancing around them, glancing time to time to Jehovah who was just sadly drinking shot after shot.

The newly revived man walked up to God, doing a deeper bow than the one he gave to the Chinese God Nirvana, kneeling on one knee. “God, I have only you in my heart, for what did I see you on every Sunday?”

“Wow bowing to God already?” “He quick on the uptake!” He heard people say.

God started smiled while taking shots. His Morgan Freeman voice said “I knew you still loved me. It is a good thing you did not kill anyone in high school to make it to heaven!” Gabriel though back to when he almost killed his bullies in high school but found Jesus in the bible. Some of the stories of the bible is real hippy logic.

God handed him a shot, the newly revived man downed in one go, regretting it. “Don’t you have any girl drinks, or something sweeter?” Gabriel would have spat out the drink if not in the presence of Jehovah.

“Oh, you will only like sweet drinks…” Jehovah said as if somewhere else.

Gabriel started coughing out the alcohol in his throat. Half coughing he said “You know… You say some weird things from time to time.” God instantly brightened at that. “My mysterious ways.”

“So, what do I do now?” Gabriel said glancing back at his other female self. “What do I do about her?”

God put a hand to his chin with his right hand. “Maybe I should be sober for this part to guide you,” Jehovah snapped his right hand fingers, drink in his left hand. He froze for a bit seemly broken.

“God?” Gabriel the man waved his hand in front of God. A little worried,

“Oh no.” someone said. “Don’t worry he does this from time to time.” A female angel said. ‘It is not a good thing though’ she thought.

“Oh flip, maybe I should not have killed you?” Jehovah put his free hand to his head. “Why is God saying flip?” “New guy.” Someone from the crowd said.

“What the flip God?!” Gabriel Le said.

“I’ll be right back.” God took a bunch of bottles with him, doing a little hop before disappearing during people dancing. The female angel noted “Weird he supposed to be back after one second.” Gabriel decided to work on moving female Gabriel. It was a minute before he got female Gabriel to stand up before God back.

“I did it.” God was now an African American child with his hands in balls, knuckles resting around his hips. He shook his head up and down his halo moving with it. “Go God!” “Woot” “He did it again!”

“God? What happened?” Gabriel accidently talked through female Gabriel.