37 years after my escape from the black hole in my primary school’s basement, I dared stare once again into that hungry maw when I revisited the ruins of the school. I think I am just as scared of it now as I was in 1971.
Primary School from Hell
Chapter Twelve: The Black Hole Revisited
After the School burned to the ground in 2008, I decided to take come pictures of the aftermath. While taking this picture I realized there was a small window in the foundation to the corridor of blackness. It is circled in red.
I took a picture from the outside, as the memories of my first encounter of being trapped on that black hole 37 years earlier came flooding back, and I may have imagined the sound of a stomach rumbling.
I realized after nearly four decades this was my chance to finally learn what was down at this end of that eternal corridor so I stuck my camera inside and flashed a picture excited about what the light would reveal.
Unfortunately, a black hole swallows light, and even with a flash the darkness remains impenetrable beyond the first few feet.
I guess some questions I have in life will never be answered.
COMING NEXT: EPILOGUE: The Pact Comes Due