There is nothing on the other side but white noise–oh you know, that kind that you hear on the local Christian radio back in the old days at midnight onwards, the one that mocks, as if it knows something important that you don’t. And maybe it does, but it has no intention of ever, not ever, revealing it to you.
“I told you no one would pick up. Never did for me, never did for anyone, that Jesus man. Welcome to hell.”