If you do a illegal border crossing into heaven

You know that heaven and hell co-exist with this plane, so you wait for the Extra Hour. As all aware people know, each day really has 25 hours, but the extra hour is not experienced by most people who are not sensitive enough to be aware of it. The extra hour when extinct animals again walk the earth, when our reality grows thin and sluggish, and the other ones grow more solid.

It is in this magical hour that you now wander outside, your eyes closed, feeling your way. This is the way it has always been. Now you find a higher frequency cool spot, and stand in its center, breathing slowly. The space around you phases and shifts, sending you on your way.

You've phased into a white fig-tree lined borderland between here and heaven! Just ahead is the clear stream of ultra pure, pure, pure water that feeds the figs, flowing over the border into the land of the saved. It is quick work to construct a raft out of tree branches, so close to perfection omega. You float on over the border...

You were so close, but, oh! no! A roving border patrol angel sighted you from above! When you look up to see it coming, the magnificent horror of its angelic face blinds you! Helplessly, you attempt a daring save by jumping off the raft, into the water, but the angel swoops you up with no difficulty. It is impossible for you to resist.

"No, wait, this is a mistake..." you moan, but there is no answer, only the sudden feeling of release. You're falling!

You fall from the angel's grasp, and fall, fall, fall... fall forever, but somehow still hit the bottom. A great burning field of thorn plants, the branches wrap around your body, cutting it and injecting painful toxins.