During the cause of last week, Ernado send through so man email to the extend of not remembering how many and to what companies. Except that they were all from Cape Town and easy to get to.
After a week he found himself at Wolker Collective, after he had included in his email that he is will to sign the letter of confidentially. Which as his graphic design lecturer Irene Wutenburg suggestion.
While fiddling with illustrator his mind dosed of and -
Did you really think that you could hide from us?
I'm... I'm.... I don't remember...
Well, I'm – let me, let me hold that thought. (She did not trust this weird looking dude).
Jeez, let me see. I just met you. The sentorians are after you.
Well isn't that a good thing.
Well, you do have a point there, but names are really important in this parts so. Let me get to know you, then trust, then just maybe then will I tell you.
Ankasiya, the world that exist out of time. The world of infinite possibilities, what happens here manifests into your world. Some call it Limbo, we call it Ankasiya. A world between life and death. Most humans go into it even without noticing it. It uses nano-time – a second is divided 1000 times. Even when it's so brief, it appears to be an eternity. Remember how you sometimes switch off? You are there, yet not really there.
Similar, but more intense emotions are needed and your mind literally transports you here even though you cannot see it.
Similar, but it's more deeper than that. It's usually associated with pain or sadness or other strong emotions. Although it's in your mind it appears so real, so tangible. Sometimes, the snow gets so cold, that you can taste it and the fire so hot that it hurts and the words so real that they create.
So why were they after me?
I don't know, but I intend to find out.
Ernado, would you like some coffee? Feel free to have any if you want!