Last night I dreamt I was dead. I was trapped in this big, big place, along with a lot of people who had also died recently. We were waiting for the windows to open.

The windows opened one at the time, and only for one person. This person would look into the window and then climb in. Some of them went to "Heaven" and some of them went to "Hell", and this you could tell by what kind of window opened. "Heaven" windows were blue and magenta colored, while "Hell" windows were green and black.

There were also a lot of angels around. Black angels and white angels as well. This was particularily amazing because I don't remember ever dreaming with angels before. These were this great, winged, amazingly tall and strong people, both male and female, dressed in tunics. White angels were completely white, and black angels were completely black. Skin, hair, wings, everything black. It was incredible. They were all sitting together in perfect companionship and drinking tea. One of them confided to me tea was the angels' favorite beverage of all time.

I had been appointed by them to gatekeep. People would enter to one of the rooms, look into his/her window, and then climb into it. I could hear either their delighted cries when they entered heaven, or their sobs when they entered hell. And I had to guard the door and ensure that the room inside didn't crowd. (Así que, al final de todo, siempre sí terminé haciéndola de cadenera en antro. Literalmente).

I was growing more and more worried that, when my time came, I'd go to hell. All the people that were there assured me this wouldn't happen, for Hell windows only opened to truly evil people, and I had not been evil, only a little mischiveous.

At one point I left what I was doing and went to have a look around. I arrived to a bridge over a river, and leaning on the rail I could see black and white horses grazing by the river.

But that didn't last long. Pretty soon a black angel came down from nowhere and told me I wasn't supposed to be there. He took me in his arms and lifted me back to the window hall. I just watched the horses disappear behind me, and I thought to myself how beautiful they were.