"I will just press something then.. Let's see, discard. There!" Charlotte presses a button and gives a slight smile to the phone as it finally stopped showing that alarming critical error message, seemingly closing whatever app was producing it and going back to the home screen. She idly scratches a spot on her belly and gives the phone and final look before setting it back on your desk and leaving the room, noticing the TF-App icon and not recognizing it from anywhere but whatever, that was none of her business. Surely it was a coincidence that the message was about a spearmint gum, maybe it was one of those weird augmented reality games where you interact with the environment around you. Charlotte figures out she will just ask you later and leaves the room yawning, feeling like taking a nap.

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The afterlife looks quite different to what you expect when you wake up, but at least you are back to the body you're used to, or your soul is shaped in the way your body used to, or whatever. You aren't thinking about that, you are thinking about how it's not like on the religions you knew about. It was no white paradise with golden gates, and despite how red it looked, it didn't have the feeling of being hell either, with none of the flames, the oppresive environment or the supernatural entities at all. In fact it was oddly physical, earthly but not really, like a land of.. tissue and meat?

You keep thinking about it because despite having your..um.. shape back you have no autonomy, is not like you can just move to explore this weird place that also seems to be just for you, another thing that those books and beliefs seemingly got wrong. You feel yourself moving but at the mercy of the land around you, a soft regular sway that reminds you of waves in a tranquil sea or even like breathing, because once you decide to stop thinking and just lay there you could swear you spot the faint sound of something like a heartbeat.. Was this afterlife? going back to some giant body? "We got it so wrong" you think feeling now that you are in some sort of waiting room instead of true afterlife, being inside of some God and eventually assimilated along with everyone else, so insignificant even if many people die every day you are all alone stranded on different parts and unable to meet or see each other.

You just lay there listening to other bodily functions at work, all of them surprisingly human like, waiting for the inevitable to happen. Your life doesn't pass in front of your eyes like in the movies either, maybe because thanks to that stupid app it was too soon, maybe because it doesn't happen when you feel it's your own fault. But a sound takes you out of your dull resignation because it's too familiar, faint but too real, too recognizably annoying, clear enough to let you know this is no afterlife or waiting room, but worse.

"That stupid boyband.. am I still inside of her? but where the fuck am I? why am I no longer a gum? why am I still alive?" your thoughts race as the movement of your "land" changes in rhythm and the faint sound of a yawn confirms you're still inside your little sister. But where? If you're no longer a gum why you can't move? And how can you escape? The trapped fear unable to manifest in your body gives you the most alien sensation of your brain shaking, but you need to try something.

What happens next?