24 2.1- Who Where What When and Why?? (1/2)

Who is calling my precise name? Am I still in Bamboo Village with Ani curled up next to me? Why does the person calling out my real name now? Am I back to my reality after I got involved in the road accident before and had come out of a comatose state?

Where am I now? Am I back to the present 21st Century and now lying on the hospital bed recuperating from my injuries? What is actually happening here and would I be able to find the answers that I was seeking for this moment?

I moved my hands at the side, trying to feel whether there is a warm body still lying down beside me but I ended up feeling NOTHING! There wasn't Ani lying down beside me as I groped in the dark feeling up around me as much as possible.

I tried to open my eyes but there was no difference whether I close or open them as dark as black as ink enveloped me and I could not even see my hand which was right in front of my NOSE!

”Who is that?! What do you want from me?!” I screamed at the top of my lungs and it only rebounded in echoes around me. ”If I am in a void vacuum space, no sound or light could travel,” I thought to myself.

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” Yes, I gotta make it clear to them that this novel is worthy of a read. It may not be filled with colorful characters but somehow it displayed the direction of a storyline.” I thought to myself as I continually groped around and trying to find out where I am at this moment.

”Sam Mulder... Born in 1972. Working as a part-time criminal reporter after being banished from the Law Society, the Association of Psychological Sciences as well as PsySoc; the Psychology Society of United Kingdom. Divorced with no kids and to make the story short, you died on the spot when you rammed the lorry head-on with your motorbike. Your life before was not that colorful except you had served for 3 governmental offices in 3 different countries and gained recognition when you were just 14 years old since that time,” the voice summarised my life history in less than 100 words.

How cute... It made up part of the word count for this novel, especially for this chapter. Hmmph... I should have thought.

”Show yourself and face me! Are you afraid?!” I screamed at the voice that had narrated my life ever so shortly.

Suddenly there were stars sparkling above; illuminating the surroundings as it slowly adjusted my vision. The blackness was still there though but the weird thing is that I was in a reclining position while there was No recliner underneath me. I saw a clock suspended and circling me from where I was reclining from but the clock was like as if made of wax and was molten down inwards. Look at the cover of this novel and you can understand what I am trying to convey.

A lampshade was tumbling around while being suspended in the air. An armchair, a few books as well as other kinds of stuff were orbiting around me like as if I am the Sun and these items represented the planets around it. Weird huh?

”I am not afraid to face you, Sam. But you might be afraid to realize the situation you are in right now.” the voice spoke once more and slowly an image of a man wearing a three-piece suit with a walking cane in one hand materialized and walked slowly towards me.

He was not old in perspective but somehow he neither looked young too. He was wearing a three-piece suit, slim cutting and fit him closely to his somewhat medium frame of the body. It was made with a kind of cashmere wool and the color of light blue material seemed eye-catching enough. As he walked towards me, he seemed to emit a kind of aura around him.

”Are you God himself or an Angel?” I asked in a stupified manner as I was truly lost for words and thoughts at that time.

”Let me guess, you are Gabriel right?” I said after thinking that the one appeared before I was a Guardian Angel of that had been summoned by God to assist me?

”I am neither God or an Angel. I am just a mysterious being just like the both of us. Somehow I sensed that my existence to you seemed to guide you right before and after each Chapter of this novel you are writing.” the man said as he reached out his hand.

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I looked at him long before I extended mine into his.” My name is Max; just Max at this moment. ”he introduced himself while shaking my hand warmly. My position was still in a kind of reclining state and he hoisted me upwards and I subconsciously stood up.

I DO NOT FEEL THE GROUND UNDERNEATH MY FEET!! I looked underneath and still found that I was in a sort of abyss that is bottomless and surrounding me filled with items from the world orbiting me in clockwise and anticlockwise movements.

”Where the hell are we, Max? Is this heaven or hell or somewhere in between of the Pearly Gates?” I inquired with him as I stood there stupified with the state I was in and the weird unexplainable surroundings that gave no hint of a clue at all.

”You are actually in your current state of mind and what you see around are those things that you are most familiar with when you are alive. This is what it represents. Either it's the past or present memories, it would soon materialize into words of a novel that you may be writing soon. Ideas will pour in as you madly type into your laptop or either on your mobile device such as what you are doing right now. This is your subconscious part of your mind that was partitioned into the back of your memory bank. ”

” Such a mouthful of info that I need to adjust accordingly. ”I remarked to Max.” So this is part of my memories; I remember I did partition my brain to store certain memories or thoughts and ideas in the back of the mind. Somehow those memories were about to burst open and incur a MASSIVE RELEASE of stories that would be serialized in this novel of mine.”I thought to myself. But the sentence 'when-you-are-alive' made me shiver and was thinking that my body was being severed in multiple parts and was used for the anatomy and dissection of students from the Forensics Department; just like what I had done previously.