Chapter 64

“Come on,” he said one more time.

He closed his eyes and let the words of “Sat in Your Lap” take over his consciousness.

At some point the music seemed to fade, but Mr M was only partly aware of the fact. His consciousness was being filled by a light which was growing brighter and brighter. There were stars in this light and wisps of white swirling, barely visible, in the brightness.

He heard a voice. At first it sounded far away, but as it grew louder Mr M realised whoever it was he could hear was telling a story.

He called out with his consciousness. ::Hello::

There was no reply. The voice simply kept speaking, spilling out its story for anyone who could hear. Once Mr M realised what it was he was hearing, he leaned forward, placed his fingers on the keyboard of his laptop, and began typing.