CHAPTER 134

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Now I'm in a dark hole. But there are three levels to it and I'm at the bottom one. There's another problem too. Fantum is missing. But why would I not be okay with that? Or am I just terrified by an overdose of my own presence? Is there really such a thing as too much privacy? Besides, I've never really been alone, have I? There has always been some novel to submerge myself in, the green sprouts of new beginnings to adjust to, favourites to choose and defend from devious villains in need of validation. But, despite crowding my vessel from time to time, I have never been to the core that is Mary Pethiel. So now what should I do? Switch out the murky darkness for an elusive one? Is it time to face my own shadow? All matters to consider after I get myself to safety, no doubt.

I lift my eyes to the light at the top of the hole then around each level to source a way out. But they seem to be three rings suspended above the other, except for the middle level which has stairs running along the wall to the top. So all I have to do is find a way to get to level two and I'm home free. How though? As I'm thinking it, a silver ladder with seven rungs appears and Fantum's intimidating voice with it.

"Use it to climb out," she says, and I eagerly place it against the wall.

"It's too short to reach."

"Tell it to somebody who cares. Word of advice though. Do it before the water rises."

"What water?"

"Look for it yourself. I'm not your plumber."

"I'm telling you, there's no water here."

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