Part 6
Panic rises through you. How can you believe these strange men who appeared from nowhere and tell such stories. You try to back away but there's nowhere to go. You try to shut out the now constant voices in your head but they wont go.
"Jay, calm down." Chris urges.
[Jay, listen to us.] John demands.
You have to get away, you have to escape and there's nowhere to go. For the first time connections are made in your brain that you never believed possible. For the first time your flight instinct is made truly manifest. There's an escape open to you, you know instinctively. You take it.
The world fades from around you. New sights lurk on the edge of your vision, new sounds on the edge of hearing. Around you colours swirl like some psychedelic picture from the summer of love and yet you know that what you perceive is only the surface of something inexpressively vast and powerful. This is a space outside space, a knowledge without feeling, a dream with no dreamer. You feel your fingers beginning to go numb but somehow it doesn't seem to matter as you drift peacefully.
[Jay.] You weren't aware of Elizabeth's voice until she appeared beside you. Now she's speaking to you quietly but urgently. [Jay, can you hear me?]
You open eyes that no longer feel like eyes and see her with a sense more profound than vision. Elizabeth glows against the vibrant colours of hyperspace. Her life-force is like a burdening beacon in the cool calm.
[I've found him.] You hear Elizabeth calling, her voice upset. [But it's taken so long! He...he's fading in and out like a ghost. I can't touch him, John!]
[Only Jay can pull himself together, Elizabeth.] Another rich voice tells her. [He has to concentrate and reach out to you. Only his will power can recall what he once was. You have to make him understand that!]
[I'll try, TIM.] Elizabeth says her voice calm and authoritative. [Jay? Jay, you have to reach out for me. You have to take my hand.]
You just look at her through shadowed eyes. You look at the outstretched hand contemplating the beauty in even such a simple thing.
[Jay, you have to take my hand. You have to focus, Jay! I know you're scared and confused but you have to believe me.]
She's wrong. There's no fear any more, no uncertainty. You feel only peace as if you're no longer part of the world in which such things can exist.
[Jay!] Something of her urgency finally begins to penetrate and you look into those dark, expressive eyes and hate the pain you're causing her. You want it to go away but what can you do? Again you contemplate the slim, beautiful hand. Should you concentrate on it, try to take it? Or should you just close your eyes once more and let the pain just drift way?
Do you:
a) Take the hand?
b) Close your eyes?
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