The following is an excerpt from Book 2 of LIVEONNOEVIL entitled FURNITURE:
In time all your questions will be answered, Blue assured him from beneath his hat. Backpack could feel the beetle’s feelers against his scalp. They emitted slight waves of response that tickled his brain sending images and words in electric flashes.
Faster, Blue urged him. Do not think of your body. The pain is outside you. You exist only in your mind.
Backpack pushed through the discomfort. The pain in his side was sharp and didn’t fade until he ran up the stairs to his bedroom. With all his might he pushed his dresser in front of his door and then removed his hat and carefully picked the beetle from his scalp, placing him softly onto his bedding.
“Okay,” said Backpack. “I’m ready.” He focused on his breathing and willed his heart to slow.
You have many questions, but you must learn to accept them unanswered until you are truly ready.
The beetle vibrated as Blue spoke and currents of blue energy sparkled over its shell.
“I will,” said Backpack.
And that is why I have chosen you. Because you are willing.
Backpack nodded solemnly.
In order to understand what you are about to see you must give me your faith, solely and completely. Do you agree?
“Yes,” said Backpack.
You will experience terrible pain, but you must trust in me. There is no pain I haven’t experienced and I only ask what I know you capable of bearing.
“I trust you.”
Then take off your backpack and lay flat to the bed.
He did and the beetle rose above him with a vibrant electric fluttering of his wings.
Now clear your mind and open your mouth. Submit to me as I possess your earthly body. Be prepared, for what you see will change the course of events to come.
Backpack gulped. He closed his eyes and felt the tickle of the beetle’s feelers as he parted his lips. It stepped onto his tongue and the taste, distinctly metallic yet sour, faded as the beetle crawled further. It squeezed passed his uvula and he couldn’t help gagging. It pulled itself deeper, the intrusion was thoroughly invasive and he went stiff, thinking of himself like stone. Strong and unaffected.
The pincers were needle stabs inside him and it pushed its way passed his larynx and down his esophagus until it disappeared into his stomach. Relief lasted only a moment before he could feel his insides swimming in a whirlpool. He gasped in agony as it accelerated and then it wasn’t just his stomach, but his entire body. He clenched his eyes and squeezed his teeth, the spinning so fast he couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe, couldn’t move. Ringing in his ears rose until he was deaf. His mind pleaded to Blue, but then it was over and he was standing on his feet.
“Open your eyes,” his ears heard. He did and nearly burst into tears as he saw Blue, himself, just as he remembered him, standing before him.
He lunged forward and hugged him tight, feeling relief and security in the silence. “I’ve missed you,” said Backpack. He let go of the embrace reluctantly and Blue bent down to stare at him on eye level.
“I’ve brought you here to show you something very important about this world, but first you must understand, where we are is very dangerous.”
“I will answer only this question and once I do you must not ask anymore until we return. So little as a whisper could alter as much as a mountain.”
Backpack nodded, ashamed of his eager tongue and afraid to even swallow.
“We are in the past.”
Blue stood up and turned his body from him and for the first time Backpack noticed they were surrounded in nothingness. All he could see was himself and Blue. There was no dark, there was no light. Only them within an anti-mass of an empty eternity. The void.
“For example,” said Blue as he reached into empty space and grabbed it like a curtain, peeling it back. Blue held it open to the side and waved his hand to beckon him in.
Backpack walked right up to see between and recognized it immediately. It was him, asleep in his bed.
“And no, this isn’t a dream,” said Blue and disappeared behind the curtain as Backpack stepped into his own bedroom.