Mr. Frixtone once sucked by the black hole in the cat-fishing-street, he finds himself in the nameless secret society.
Mr. Frixtone: where am I, what am I doing here?
We are the secret society's sans nom, I am NS but my real name is Miss Joke, you will also meet Miss KO, Mr. Yord, and Mr. Forge who will guide you. When you meet them, you have to say NS, everyone has the nickname NS. This is our sanctuary. We are somewhere in space and we are very intelligent . We need you, our knowledge of Paris is bad enough. If you arrive you will go home, if you fail your mission automatically you will come back here. There will be no punishment just staying here and turning you into a giant bacteria. Know one thing to find bets you will have to wait for the appearance of two black holes that line up side by side and jump in the set of two black holes. Unfortunately, we do not quite master this phenomenon.
Miss Ko: you have to tell him his mission, yes his mission and tell him about the vial of holy light bulb.
Mr. Forge: No, it's too early, we can not, we must test it if it is reliable or not.
Miss KO: Why a writer?
M.Forge: you'll know it in due course.
All the little people meet around the writer and welcome him despite the fact that they can not shake his hand. They all went to their meeting and the writer to a sanctuary library to talk with his future guide.
Tibetan music arrives at the end of the winding corridors and makes the whole world waltz.
Hush! do not disturb them this little secret society, do not whisper, do not scream, listen to this Tibetan song, it is a ghost that compose it. All the treasure of this secret society is preciously kept in the inaccessible. Only one person can.
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