Jake dies and goes to Hell.
“This sucks!” says Jake.
“Right?!” says a demon.
“I thought I’d stop existing.”
“Nah,” grins the demon. “Death just takes your measure. No more quantum possibility, no more choices, no more branches. This is it. This is all you get.”
“Aha,” says Jake. “Well. In my life, I searched for certainty, so it’s poetic that—”
“Shut up!” says the demon, and throws him into a bunch of fire.
Jake also goes to Heaven when he dies, but that Jake can’t know about the one in Hell. That’s kind of what the point of Heaven is.