The Black Hole Visit: 2013 May 9
While at the airport, I finished the newspaper and purchased a Scientific American magazine at a nearby kiosk. The article on the Milky Way's black hole piqued my interest. I thought to myself.
"I wonder what the black hole is like?"
Because of avatar substitution, my soul was already out of my body. Due to “once touched, always in touch”, if I see a picture of the black hole, my shoulder avatar can guide my soul to the black hole within a blink.
I arrived at the black hole with my shoulder avatar. For a moment, I sensed the immensity of the hole. Then my soul's body was cleaved in half by the forces in the black hole. My shoulder avatar instantaneously sent me back to my physical body on Earth pushing out the avatar of the day. I mentally screamed.
"OH MY GOD! I could have died!"
...wait for it…
"OH MY GOD! My avatar!"
I quickly placed my hands in the middle of the soul's cut and smoothed them out from hip to shoulder. My shoulder avatar showed me a mental image of the tear mended on Ibol which alleviated my fears for my love.
In Ibol's record, she was talking to Kenisha. Ibol fell and was caught by Kenisha who saw a tear on her from shoulder to hip. Out of nowhere, the two hands of Ibol's remnant appeared and mended the cut.
In Ubol's record, I saw a dark circular stone room. On a step stone throne, reigned a dark female succubus. A lord and a follower presented her gifts. The lord spoke.
"Oh dark one, please accept my offering of suffice."
Ubol stepped down to pick up the chalice. She removed the cover and inhaled the sweet aroma of pleasure. She nodded to show acceptance of his gift. Then her follower spoke.
"My beloved, here is my offering to you."
As she reached for his offering, she fell back and gave a blood curdling scream of agony as her bodice was ripped in half. Magically, two darkened hands appeared and smoothed out the wound. Though fully recovered, a scar remained.
On her throne's steps, one desired her power and one desired her love. Any sign of weakness in Ubol's world is your death. Both saw her injured, now they must die. With venom, she lunged forward and grabbed both faces. With a cry of rage, she pushed their bodies backward and shattered their skulls on the stone floor. As their blood mingled with the collage of previous victims, Ubol opened the stone door and addressed the guards.
"To my chamber, I will kill the White Demon before she slays me again."