What if, upon the moment of your death, you learned that Free Will wasn't just some religious rhetoric to guilt you into doing "what's right" while you were alive? What if the concept of Free Will was everlasting? What would you think if someone told you that you had to spend seven days in Heaven on a visitor's pass. Then, you had to spend seven days in Hell on a visitor's pass. And then, you were expected to CHOOSE where you were going to spend the rest of eternity? Where would your Free Will lead you? This is a story about Raychel, her death, and her discovery that Free Will isn't just rhetoric - it's real and it has eternal implications.