Several minutes later, those other rooms closed in on us

and attached to ours, but were now out of my view. The tabletsized

windows were now blocked by those chambers clinging

to ours. I heard the mechanical connecting and bumping as we

all joined tight. My doorway faced outward, unobstructed.

        What I was staring at was a distant view of where we

came from. I didn’t want to understand at first. I was outside

the sky. I was outside the world. The sky of God’s creation

was a milky dome on top of a tall column as tall as the sky,

maybe taller. I was seeing the entire world.

        My mind spun for a while. I couldn’t understand.

God’s world was so small inside a larger world of some sort.

Everything was too bright at first, but my eyes were adjusting

through fingers slightly parted to filter out light. There was a

nearly infinite sky which was blue and white with stringy and

puffy objects hanging higher than high ever was. Across the

land on which creation stood was... bizarre beauty.

        The ground of this larger world surrounding Mr. God’s

haven was all green and yellow and brown and... and I never

saw so much color before in one place. Everything was a color.

Everything was color. Only parts of the new sky were white,

and they were whiter than white.

        There were puffs of green everywhere, then carpets

of brown, and reflective twine draping across the land. There

were highs and lows. It was cold. The light was too bright.

        Air smelled clean and moist.

         Nothing made sense anymore.

         Nothing made sense.

         Mr. God’s empire of absolute control was so small

within this bigger reality. That domed outcropping was shaped

and colored in complete contrast to what surrounded it. It was

like some tiny, ineffectual phallus erect and defiant against laws

of the world surrounding it.

         Perhaps I was just a sperm emerging from Mr. God’s

masculine construct. All but one of such travelers that eject

from a man will die. The single winner creates a new life. I

wasn’t sure there was any way to make life outside of my

home. I had no idea what all this was, what it meant, or what I

was supposed to do within it.

           Relief never arrived, my mind still believing this was

just a journey to death, like sperm into a woman. There was

a possibility we would just be dropped somewhere, falling

thousands of feet to our deaths in this metal tomb. I tried to

remain composed; no one else flinched, no one was interested

in what was happening around us.

          The city shrank away quickly. Minutes later and it was

gone, reduced to insignificance behind some mass of land and

green-ness. This was the furthest I had ever gone, the fastest I

ever traveled, and I was going to somewhere unknown.

          Thoughts multiplied within me, and I passed out from

stress while cold air washed over me without pity.