CHAPTER FOUR
 
Again, the stage was set for Tom to find his way out of the most sensitive labyrinth he found himself. When he yelled at his voice, saying: ‘when am I? How do I get out of here?’
He heard a completely different reply which sounded as: ‘I am here…please do not make me move’. Unknown to him, he never knew what he was saying meant an activated but direct opposite of he requested for. And as such he was stagnant for eternity.
It was done on him that he would roam through the fore-walls from eternity to eternity without a sense of purpose until he gets the right interpretations to understand this realm of operation he knew nothing about. During the course of his aimless wanderings, he came across a scroll that had various inscriptions on it. These inscriptions, he suspected, were fortunately written by someone who got stuck in the middle of nowhere here and later, changed to the scroll he held in possession; a symbol of resigning to fate the end has come and existing as this material for references in the future so that unfortunate victims will have a clue as to how to cope with.
He had no choice than to read between the lines inscriptions with profound spiritual meanings. Though Tom’s spirituality didn’t necessarily commensurate with the demands of the written inscriptions in esotericism, his inner man could instinctively resonate with the efficacies in terms of interpretations. His inner man, by way of construing the inscriptions written on the scroll read the piece as:
My dear brethren, I have to let you know what this place is called because it was my greatest mistake that made me got stuck here. Do not bother inquiring of my name. Tom’s suspicion, after all, he was correct! Really, he was right!
First, where you are is what is called the Land of Spirituality. Actually, it was destiny to reach the Land of Necessary Evils because I did what the Locator of Destiny advised. But somehow, I got hopelessly stranded here. Tom was shocked because he did exactly the same thing as advised. To him, this meant that his scaling through to be a better world of definite eternity has been completely ruined.
Now, let me educate you a little. This land will practically tell you that the spiritual takes care and controls the physical. In the spiritual, there are no restrictions. As a matter of fact, eternity is an understatement; the most common language. Here, every spirit being minds the

interest being protected in the stranded state it’s in. More importantly, the spiritual undertones communicated in absolute esotericism in the form of inscriptions as you will need to carry out certain activities to navigate your stagnancy to an extent are unveiled.

Behind the scroll is a paper, coded with esoteric and spiritual languages that will translate you to different spiritual dispositions. Right now, you are yet to adjust to this world and as such, you will have to use the coded papers available. You must choose only one. Whichever you choose, you will bear the consequences, either in the negatives or positives. I must warn that you will have to discern every code you see as every touch you make on any code based on what it means in relation to the intensity of your discernment will be tantamount to your eventual spiritual state. There is no going back!

Above all, I wish you the best of luck as you travel endlessly and aimlessly the world of the spiritual. This is my fate, my existence you hold in your possession. Bye!

To Tom, this meant the end of the road. But before surrendering to fate, he had to work with the codes on the paper he had taken. On the paper, the codes button-like inscriptions that are activated upon the discernment quotient the entity possess. The codes on the paper Tom held were two; one for transformation and the other for direction. He was lucky to pick the coded paper but lack the right discernment quotient to spiritually resonate with the dynamic positioning of the codes.

Desperate to make a head-way, somehow, Tom, not knowing what was right for him, touched one of the codes, having a strong conviction that something will happen. He’s intuition was correct! He was transformed into an angelic being with wings like the soaring eagle. His position was far above the threshold base he stood. However, he was afloat and cut up in the Air of the Spirit. Not knowing what to do next, he was left with no choice than to touch the only code, not minding where this will get him to…

Tom found himself flying downwards in an infinite manner. It was at this point he understood the spirituality he was in. It was done on him that he was flying through the Air Waves of Infinite Abyss. Trying to help himself, he yelled: ‘Stop me! Stop me! I want to leave here… I am tired of everything and done with the whole situation…!’ Again, what he meant in the spiritual sense was ‘Hasten me! Hasten me! I am strong enough to carry on with this situation’ interestingly, the more Tom kept yelling the tenser his flying became.

Luckily for Tom, his yelling was echoed as being voiced out, despite his sleeping. He kept disturbing everybody; Sarah, his mother, his younger siblings and his close-door neigbour-including Kyle.

“Mom, why is Tom just shouting while asleep?” asked Gat who was getting in the sitting room.

“Dear, you’ll understand when you grow up. Your brother is going through a lot of challenges. But he’ll be fine! Never mind! Let’s play some CARD games”

“Okay, mom!”

Kyle and the other neighbors rushed in to Sarah’s apartment to find out what was happening. “What’s wrong with Tom?” Kyle inquired

As the other neighbors were murmuring, Sarah told Gat: “Sweetheart, please, go to your bedroom. Don’t be annoyed, son. I want to discuss something very important with your neighbors. Or you could play with Steve in his bedroom… I’ll send for you both when I’m done!”

“Mom, if it’s about Tom, I can stay to hear what you have to say to them. Afterall, he’s my brother!”

“I’m sorry this discussion is not for you. Our neighbors have a lot to do with their time. And I won’t want to waste their time! Gat…, do as I say!”

“I’ll” Gat went to join Steve in Steve’s bedroom upstairs.

As she saw her son leave the sitting room, Sarah opened up: “You see, Kyle, Henry, Dan, William and Ham, I’ve been finding it difficult to cope with Tom’s situation. I love my son so much but he’s giving cause to worry! My husband is no more…And here I am caring for the whole family…Gat, Steve and himself! I feel like giving up on him!!! His obsession for books containing evil and his isolation from people are driving me nuts! We have quarreled on several occasions…We have shouted at each other. Worse still, he’d taken my motherly advice with deaf ears. Despite my talking to him, he has dissociated himself from me. I’m fed up of him, to be candid! ”

“I’m Tom’s neigbour”, Kyle said, while attempting to console Sarah, who was about shedding tears, “We’ll do our best to ensure that Tom be in the best of behaviours. Never

mind, he’ll get back to normal. It’s just that we were disturbed by the noise he’d making. Ms. Sarah, let’s wake him up from his nosy sleep. We’ll all match to his room and chant ‘Wake Up, Dream Boy!’ Do you agree with me?

Henry, Dan, William and Ham said “Yes!” Sarah made a reluctant “Yes” response.

Sarah went to Steve’s room to carry along Steve and Gat to match with others to Tom’s bedroom, the last bedroom upstairs.

They got to Tom’s bedroom. While Tom was yelling, Kyle instructed: “People, at the count of three, we will all shout ‘Wake Up, Dream Boy!’ Now, One… Two… Three…”

“Wake Up, Dream Boy!” the chanted voices of Gat, Steve, Dan, Ham, Kyle, Henry and Sarah.

“Oh…It’s just a dream! Can’t believe it! What came over me?!” Tom reacted, after waking up from sleep, sweating and showing restlessness as he saw his mom, brothers and neighbors surround him.

“I think you’d have to ask yourself the question!!!” Sarah yelled.

THE END
 
Later, Tom went to a rehabilitation center and in no time, he was mentally fit for relationship with his peers and the opposite sex.
He was able to reconcile with his friends, especially Mike whom he offended at the get-together.
At school, he became focused and excelled in his exams as unveiled by his exceptional grades. He furthered his education to college, obtained his first, second and third degrees in the academic cadre. He is an authority in Juvenile Research and Humanity at the Manama Institute for Juvenile Studies and currently runs a charitable organization to rehabilitate juveniles from objects of obscenity in the Isle of Grata.
The Book of Evils was returned to the bookstore where Tasha worked. Surprisingly, Tom married Tasha. Today, they are blessed with four children.
Tom Reconciled with his mother who recently ‘called it quits with life on earth’ and accommodated his younger siblings for a number of years until they will mature to fend for themselves. His younger siblings-Stan and Gat- are happily married with their families.