Flashes of Eternity

"Haha!" the boy who handed me the envelope did not hesitate for a second to express what he had thought of the whole unfortunate circumstance by uttering a classic fit of Simpsonian schadenfreude. "You thought you're free, haha! Next thing, and you're gonna start believing in unicorns, haha!"

I just stood there, crossing my legs. I felt like such a fool. An ephemeral thought crossed my mind to shove one of my heels up this little brat's rear, but I decided to spare the heel.

"Come with me, Alice," the Prophet said, winking at the boy. "We're going to the college now. You've an interview all lined up for ya!"

"Yes, Sir," I sighed as we were moving toward the Seer's automobile.

About twenty minutes later, we finally arrived. The chauffeur opened my door and the Prophet approached me. He scanned me, smiled and finally uttered those immortal words,

"There's a village in France from which me and my followers will be taken to another level of existence, so that each and every one of us can experience their own personal reality. This consensus is about to end and people do not even know it. We are the chosen ones because we attempt to analyze what is going on inside us and use this knowledge in our lives. 2012 is not a mere date, my dear Alice, it is a window of opportunity for those who know how to find it! This truly is going to be an afterlife mosaic!"

I did not know what else to say. I just stood there, twirling my hair.

"I'll be with you shortly," the Prophet waved at the chauffeur. "Come with me, Alice."

"Welcome!" a young(ish) red-head approached us. She then eyed me and said, "Welcome to your new home, sweetie!"

"Hello, miss," I bent my knees slightly, waiting for events to unfold.

"This is the girl I told you about," the Prophet's piercing eyes scanned the newcomer. I could tell she was a follower. "All of her belongings are in place, I take it?"