It’s like an alien abduction. Only they’ve abducted an entire philosophy department.
To do what – experiment on us? To insert their anal probes?
Are we going to be rescued? Could someone rescue us?
Who would rescue us? Who do we know in Newcastle?
Would they miss us at Trillians? Would Klaus send out a search party. Klaus is pretty much the only person we know.
The world is falling into the world. Further into it.
The poison is the world. Nothing other than the world.
We’re descending. What level of Hell is this? Are we going to go any lower? Are we going to fall any further?
Are there other dimensions? And is there Organisational Management, in these other dimensions?
Is it cold in these other dimensions?
Work in Progress 