As his spirit lifted from his body, the dead drunkrd snatched the bottle of whiskey from the coffin and carried it with him on his way to hell. Yommaban, the King of the Dead, greeted the new arrival. During your life have you done many good deeds? Have you gained any merits? The man shook his head. No Sir. I never bothered myself with making merits. I just spent my time drinking whiskey. He opened the bottle and took a big dring, right in front of the King of the Dead