4 (french) Werber, Bernard

ody. in front of him. Finally it or what else? There was
something else … how can you call it? His soul? His body
heritage? Its ectoplasm? His thought materialized? It was
he in clear and light. It is separated, it is scrub, it was split.
What a feeling!
He took off, left his skin, like an old garment Used. It rose,
rose, rose again. He did not suffer more toes. It was so
light!
His … new “me” lingered a moment on the ceiling. Of there,
he gazed at the corpse lying and all the experts full
aggressive therapy. No respect for his remains. They
opened his chest, he broke the coast, planted electrodes
directly into the muscle heart!
Needless to stay longer here, it was called elsewhere. A
string transparent kind of umbilical cord, connecting still in
its human carcass. She stretched, silver cord and elastic,
as and as he walked away from it.
He crossed the ceiling, passed through several floors filled
of patients. Finally, it was the roof and then the sky. A light
kindly called off. Fantastic! Other people, many other
people, fluttered around him, like him stretching their silver
cord. He felt to participate a great party.
But suddenly his own silver cord stopped