The Trial
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The Trial The darkness seemed eternal. In an instant, Sammy's eyes opened. The intolerable wrench of pain, the smell of suffering and the scorching heat he remembered from the previous everlasting seconds had vanished. The most brilliant white environment replaced the incandescence of fire. Sammy examined himself. He lay on an unmarked white surface, wearing not the scorched remains of a business suit, but a long white robe, which hung millimetres above the ground. Slowly staggering to his feet, Sammy stared into his surroundings. He stood exactly in the centre of a pure white dome. Staring around, Sammy could see nothing at all except the whiteness of the dome. 'This can't be right!' he thought to himself. The feeling of being trapped was quickly spreading over him, and rapidly changing to fear. "God help me!" cried Sammy aloud, shaking with fear, but with a hint of anger at his entrapment. Being so busy...


