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Benny: Wow, dude, I can't even believe it... you actually finished this whole project? You actually nailed every single question on that quiz. Like, totally crushed it. And get this: you could’ve totally coasted with an 80%, but nah, you went above and beyond! Miami is so wild, man, with all its history, the different communities, the music pumping from every nightclub, and let’s not even get started on those Art Deco buildings. Gorgeous. Honestly, I’m stoked you got to spend a minute learning all that with me and my buddy Sascha, wherever he is... yo Sascha, you out there? But seriously, thanks a ton.
Angelic voices harmonize in a heavenly hymn. The gentle, rhythmic sound of wings flapping accompanies the singing.
Benny: Wait, hold up… what’s that? Oh snap! What’s that bright light up there? And that music?! No way, it’s Saint Peter coming to (dare I say it?) save my soul.
Benny: Wait, so you’re saying... I did something good enough to get me back in? Dude, I must've really pulled it off! Ain’t that some good news!?
Peter and Benny float upward toward Heaven, their wings gently flapping as the sound gradually softens and fades.
Benny (under his breath): I can’t believe God’s actually letting me in, especially after I pretended to be a clone of Sascha just to get him to listen to me...
Benny is then hurled back down to Earth, followed by a deep splash.
The soothing ambient sounds of a peaceful beach fill the air, with gentle waves lapping against the shore and distant chatter from people enjoying the scene.
In the background, Nine Inch Nails’ “Head Like a Hole” plays.
Sascha (chatting with someone casually): So, like I was saying, you should totally hit up this tour. They take you through all the Art Deco buildings and you even get to eat... what do you call it again? Human food? No, wait, I mean regular food! You know, the kind you eat with your mouth.
Gradually, all the sounds fade into silence.