4 (french) Werber, Bernard

complete reversal and flows into my arms.
- Excuse me, she said, but I still have much things to do
down. Angels, surprised, change color. The scene, which
presented so far look yellow, becoming bluer. Archangels
we smile, tender. Cherubim small as dragonflies are busy.
An umbilical cord which I can not make the tip springs from
the womb of my wife set out towards the entrance of the
black hole. Rose is reconnected. Again a cord connecting
his soul to his body.
We agree with Freddy. He knows that we have succeeded.
We salute the dead:
- Welcome back to the material world, guys! - They will
need it, sighs a psycho-killer American Grilled on an
electric chair. I, the material world, I would rather die than to
return. If you ask me, life is a vale of tears.
We do not listen.
The return is obviously more fun than one way. We no
longer fear for our umbilical cords. We descend the
mountain of light, drive along the four branches of the river
of the dead, then the river unique. As salmon, we departed
back to the source nor do we leave that to better come
back later.
Behind the sixth wall comatose, all of our friends are there
and applaud mentally our return. All this time, they waited,