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8 Thiaoouba Prophecy

‘It is not a light. It is just the present colour of the walls in this room.’ 

‘Why ‘present’? Have you brought me here to repaint them?’ I joked. 

‘There is no paint. There are only vibrations, Michel. You still believe

that you are in your Earthly universe, when you are not. You are now in one of 

our super long-range spacecraft, capable of travelling at several times the speed 
of light. We will be leaving soon, if you will lie down on this bunk..?’

There, in the centre of the room were two boxes - rather like coffins without 

lids. I stretched out in one of them and Thao in the other. I heard her speak in a 

language unfamiliar to me, but very harmonious. I wanted to lift myself up a little 

but couldn’t, being held by an unknown and invisible force. The yellow colour 

progressively disappeared from the walls, to be replaced by a blue that was 

certainly no less intense. The ‘paintwork’ had been redone...

One third of the room suddenly became dark and I noticed minute lights 

sparkling like stars.
Thao’s voice was clear in the darkness. ‘These are stars, Michel. We have left 

Earth’s parallel universe and will be leaving your planet further and further 

behind, to take you to visit ours. We know you are going to be greatly interested 

in the journey, but also in our departure that will be quite slow, for your benefit.

‘We can watch on the screen you see in front of you.’

‘Where is Earth?’

‘We still can’t see it, being almost directly above it, at approximately 10 000

metres altitude...’

Suddenly, a voice could be heard, speaking what seemed to be the same

language Thao had used moments earlier. Thao answered briefly and then the 
voice spoke to me in - excellent French (although the tone was more 
melodic than is typical) welcoming me aboard. It was very much the ‘welcome 

aboard’ of our airline companies, and I recall being quite amused by that - in spite 

of the unique situation in which I found myself.

At the same instant, I felt a very light movement of the air and it became cool, 

as though air-conditioned. Things began to happen quickly. On the screen, 

appeared what could only have been the sun. At first, it seemed to touch the edge 

of the Earth or, more precisely, South America, as I later learned. Again, I 

wondered if I could be dreaming. Second by second America was shrinking. 
Australia couldn’t be seen, as the sun’s rays had not yet reached it. Now the 

contours of the planet could be distinguished, and we seemed to move around 

the globe, to a position above the North Pole. There, we changed direction, 

drawing away from Earth at an incredible speed.

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