The NULL Solution = Episode 62
…The place where Cerella finds herself:
It is neither light or dark – It is neither hot nor cold – It is what?…
“There is no use chasing ghosts, Deker,” Sampson reasons. “Even the most hopeless circumstance can work out; your mother and I, and your sister for Pete’s sake, are living proof.”
“Were you sucked into thin air? Don’t give me your survival speech again! That’s not the woman you love out –— there,” Deke flails his arms out of frustration.
Ekcello, the single individual whose panic should pale all others, offers his lucid view, “Skaldic is correct. My daughter’s essence endures. However, I sense that she is alone, absolutely alone.”
“I concur, Ekcello.” Celeste casts her lot. “Should we be surprised whenever ⃝ decides to show itself?”
A compassionate Deimostra draws her brother into a warm embrace. That simple act is the most effective of all. Nothing can replace physical contact for consoling the inconsolable.
Question: What would space be like without the stars?
If a spaceship explodes in space and there is no one around, does it make a sound?
- It is neither light or dark
- It is neither hot nor cold
- It is what?
Everywhere is somewhere
- She speaks but cannot hear
- She has comfort
- She feels her baby stir
Even solitary confinement has its own brand of sensation; the smell of one’s own body, or the feeling that air is moving around you, or that a distant light offers hope for escape.
The place where Cerella finds herself has none of these.
If she were not so cerebral a being, her thoughts would lead her straight into a mental abyss. An abyss is what you make of it.
The wee life within her own body is crying out for answers, obviously the McKinney DNA at work.
‘I know not,’ she meditates.
What she can confirm, if she can trust her sense of optics, is that she inhabits a holographic reality. She is helpless to change her circumstance.