Capítulo 22: A POSSIBLE WORMHOLE?

"Hold hand man...hold hand man..." Chris screamed.

Cole tried to reach for his hands but he was pulled in the other way and like how the compact disc circles around the gramophone, they rotated around it in waves and waves, making their mind frozen and restless.

Oh dear God! What was this? 

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Chris closed his eyes in surrender. It was too much to keep looking while moving in a circular motion and that at a speed that he had no idea of but it was so much more than he could expect or estimate about it.

Cole wished, again and again, to be freed from this dreadful circular thing that they were stuck in which he had no idea of. 

Maybe..maybe he was wrong this time of listening to move forward while they could have just stood there in the same place and fight till the end. Even if they would have died, they would return and repeat the same process.