Chapter One: The Restaurant
A restaurant at a local mall. I was eating a steak, my back to the wall, occasionally catching a glimpse of people entering and leaving the locale. That was when a middle-aged Caucasian man stood up – and immediately collapsed. A woman, who was sitting next to him, kept trying to resuscitate him.
Four other people, including two waiters, rushed to help. But the woman just would not let us. She was maniacal. Leaning over the man, she kept yelling in his face: DON’T GO INTO THE LIGHT! IT’S A TRAP AND WILL ERASE YOUR MEMORIES, ERASE YOU! Before anyone could understand what was going on, she looked up, took out a bunch of pamphlets out of her pocket, and smashed them on one of the tables. ‘’READ IT! READ IT NOW BEFORE IT’S TOO LATE!’’ she scanned everyone in the small crowd.
She then ran out of the restaurant.
The pamphlet read:
The light is a trap! Never go there. Even if you’re an atheist who thinks you are experiencing the tricks of your dying brain to make your descent into nothingness more comfortable. If you do go there, your memories will be erased. If you don’t go there you’ll be reborn with your memories intact! Stay in the dark! Religion is a trap, Karma is a trap! Save yourself! You have gone into the light countless times, that’s why you do not remember anything! Not because it’s your first time/your higher self remembers! Your other selves are GONE!