"Nah, it's just like ... " Gamzee pauses, trying to think of how to explain it. "The bridge. To whatever comes after you die. Like you go through the Carnival, and you get tested, and if you pass, you go on, to this giant motherfucking paradise where it's all colored tents and bumping sounds and everybody grooving together with love because we're all the same! But if you give in, if you're a fucked up person who can't give that shit up, then you get trapped, forever, and it's torture."