I was in a coffin buried deep underneath the Earth. God would talk to me and ask me questions. When I didn't give the correct answer, god would make the coffin smaller and ask me to restate the answer correctly. I don't remember what the questions were. Eventually, the coffin became so small that I could barely move my pinky. It was impossible to take a deep breath because of the lack of space in the coffin. I knew that I wouldn't be able to take another shrinkage of the coffin. God asked me another question, and I answered incorrectly. I knew that I was about to die of suffocation. As the coffin got even smaller, I began to dematerialize into nothingness. As I vanished, I heard god screaming in anger that I had somehow escaped. I woke up.