Preface
'What you give to the universe, the universe will return back, in the same lifetime but with greater intensity'
The room was filled with smoke veiling everything in it. The rich fragrant of French perfume was long lost in the darkness and now only a choking smell hovered in the air, of drugs.
The rich mogul filled up his crystal glass again as the phone buzzed.
A wicked smile danced on his lips as he picked up .
"No" he whispered in the same sinister tone which is so perfectly hidden from the knowledge of the world.
"Postpone it for now. I have other business today"
He looked through the darkness but the consciousness was already lost and maybe so was the struggle.
He took a final whiff of the smoke before entering the realm of darkness once again..
