Introduction:
"It is time for you to learn about Saint Dane, Bobby" said Press
I couldn't believe it, I was finally going to learn all of uncle press's secrets, after all this time.
"you probably wondered why he is called Saint Dane," he continued "The truth is Bobby, Saint Dane was not always evil, he was once one of us."
Whoa, that one was out of left field, "How did he become so..." I began
"Patience Bobby," barked Osa.
"You probably also wondered why Saint Dane has the Powers he has,"
I was silent.
"It is time" he said Somberly "to vanquish Saint Dane,"
Sounds good to me I thought, "How?" I said.
Uncle Press stepped up to the Flume, I think he was crying. His lips were trembling as were Osa's, Vo's, Kasha's and Gunny's. "I'm sorry, Bobby, I wish that this was meant to be." said Gunny
Uncle Press walked up to the Flume, and wailed omnihalla.
Omnihalla? I never heard of an eleventh territory called omnihalla. The looks on the faces of all the dead travellers scared me. Some of them were crying, others looked ashamed.
The Flume kicked into gear, but it was different than ussual. Instead of opening up, a jet of light shot out of the flume and enveloped all of us. The gentle push of the flume was repleaced by a violent pull, though it did not seem to affect any of my companions.
There was a flash of a void. I felt as if I was being compressed into a tiny box and being pulled apart at the same time.
I blacked out.
When I woke up, I saw uncle press standing near me. I heard hime mutter "What have I done". I struggled to get up, he rushed over to help me. I noticed that he moved quicker than ussual. As I got up I felt dizzy and sick. When we were both on our feet he began to talk.
"Where, and when and What we are is OmniHalla. It is where all the territorries have converged, and where travellers are not needed. In omnihalla, matter, time and appearence cease to matter. If you go back to anyother territory, you will no longer be constrained by such by any natural law."
I was confused. "Will this help us beat Saint Dane?"
"Yes, this is the last measure. Saint Dane has almost won, and this was our last resort"
I knew there would be a catch, but I was afraid to ask. But Uncle Press read me like a book.
"Bobby," he said "you are like Saint Dane now, He came here to get the powers he has now, but he discovered the horrible downside,"
My stomach gave a lurch.
"Travelers came here when they die, so living travelers ussualy don't discover this place" Press continued.
I felt as if I was about to vomit.
"When saint Dane was a boy, his mother took him to the flume, so he could be one of the next generation of travelers. His mother died on Cloral, she hit her head on a rock when coming out of the flume,"
I tried to vomit, but nothing came out. Press took no notice.
"His mother was foolish, She wanted to see her son one more time so she brang him here; she knew the consequences. Saint Dane gained his shape-shifting powers and immortality, but he could never die and be at peace in omnihalla, so he could never join his mother. That is why he is trying to break down the walls of Halla, and form another omnihalla, where he can be with his loved ones.
"But I came to omnihalla, and I'm fine" I said "I'm here and nothings wrong with me,"
I came close to vomitting again, but again I didn't.
"No Bobby," press replied "You have not died at peace, and omnihalla will not have you,"
Then the spasms came.
"We call Saint Dane a saint, not because he died nobly, but because he lived nobly,"
"Nobly?" I gasped "You call what he does noble?"
I was near collapse now
"He lived for his mother, all he wants now, is to see her again,"
I could not talk or think straigt anymore. Press grabbed me and started to drag me toward the flume.
"Goodbye Bobby, remember, you can do anything Saint Dane can now,"
Second Earth
I was gone.
