[And suddenly, the video feed switches on to show a relatively thin young man sitting on the edge of his bed. He's wearing a suit jacket over a tee-shirt and he seems to not want to... touch most of anything in the room. Sitting on the strange bed was enough of a challenge. Hence sitting on the very edge of it.

-- he doesn't know how clean it is, okay.]

You cannot equate the location of two discovered landmasses to a dimension that is steeped in religious mythology. The creation of Heaven and Hell are nothing more than security blankets cast upon humanity whenever someone asked where we went after we died. You can't buy a plane ticket to Heaven, you can't take an elevator down to Hell, because both locations don't actually exist. They are figments of the human imagination, delusions of grandeur that capture the minds of the simple-minded. If Stephen Hawking hasn't yet discovered the door to another universe, then God certainly hasn't.

In short -- you can't prove trans-dimensional travel with a Bible, that's stupid.