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It felt as if any minute, my heart would come tearing through my chest. I had stopped just outside the building to catch my breath.

As I looked out into the night I noticed something frightfully peculiar. At that moment my head felt as if it was in a James Bond cocktail.

“Nothing, absolutely nothing” I whispered.

The lights from the building had lit up the night air creating a two or three meter perimeter, and then nothing! Not a light, not a sound, nothing! My greatest fear had always been the nothingness of space. It reminded me of a blackhole.

I had imagined being sucked into a blackhole as a boy. I had often pondered over space singularity’s. If anyone could ever survive the gravitational forces of such a monster, would he be trapped in a place where time and the emptiness of space were infinite, unable to escape the grasp of such a thing.

“Walking into the pitch black night is not my idea of a night out,” I said trying to cheer myself up in what seemed a dire situation.

After a few meters the tips of my fingers connected with a wall type structure.

I began to panic, I felt like a trapped Gecko.

Above me were stars. Their glaze giving me some comfort, and lighting a black framed wall which lay in front of me. I jumped in desparation attempting to scale the wall. After a few minutes of jumping my fingers and hands were feeling raw.

“Michael, where are you?” I could see Cole standing by the door. I quietly and carefully bent down until haunched, and then lay down gently so that my stomach was touching the floor.

“Michael, I know this has been a crazy night for you, but its going to be alright. If I was going to do something, I would have done it already. Come out so we can talk, I promise nothing will happen to you, you mean to much to me and this institution. ”