Dunno. He may have exchanged some words with the Chief at some point. One hopes it's blackness, of course. Far preferable to the pits of eternal hellfire, I'm sure.
I will be really píssed off if I have to go to hell, a.
How bravely the young speak of death eh c? Wait until that first time in middle age when Mother Eternity runs her cold finger ddown his spine - he'll tremble like a scolded child so he will.
The calm, restful peace of oblivion looks far preferable to some of the Orwellian, dystopian and catastrophic potential futures we may have lined up for us tbf.