Paradise: A Divine Comedy

So I was driving to work when this suicidal lawyer crashed into me. She and I were flung out of our bodies, into the sky. So far, not a good day.

Captured, argued over, then sold, I ended up in a cage called Paradise.

This wasn't too bad, once I discovered I could use my memories to make anything I wanted.

I created Osama's, my favourite Afghan restaurant, re-enacted a few cricket matches, and even tried to create a working model of my ex-girlfriend Caroline.

Which kept my mind off the great blanket of doom and depression that was about to drop onto my head.

Shortly after, I found that:
(a) the girl shared the cage with me
(b) she hated me (but then, she hated most people)
(c) we were the guests of two spirits called Gaston and Leopold and
(d) they wanted to experiment on us.

Then a snake appeared. Fortunately, he was offering counselling.