THE UBER RIDE DROPPED THE BLIND-GIRL @Parmelia Hilton. Jane said ‘good-night’ to Alicia who then-left. The doorman opened glass-door for Anthony as he went to his-daughter…

… he complimented…

“…wow-darl, you bought a new-dress and put-on make-up too… you look beautiful, dear…”

“… hehehe, like Nicole Kidman, yea…?” She finished her-father’s sentence…

“… yes, you ‘are’, hahaha…”

They both laughed as they walked into the lobby and-headed to the hotel elevator…

… the blind-girl sighed… as she doesn’t KNOW ‘HOW’ the actress look-like. She regretted that ‘while’ she was a fully-sighted teenager for less-than a-week in PERTHLAND – she did ‘not’ google the actress… but she ‘KNEW’ HOW Stevie-Wonder looks like – with her-doctor-mother’s gripe on her-B-girl’s dreadlocks hairstyle looking ‘odd’ like the blind-singer…”

“… did you have a good-time…?”

“O-yes, Daddy – I had a great-time… we bought Pauly a blue-jacket as his-birthday present – HE ‘LOVED’ IT… I ‘met’ his pet-dog, Kitty – but don’t know-why, she did ‘not’ come to me… I ‘miss’ my-Piper… can we-go ‘see’ him tomorrow, Daddy…?”

Anthony pressed the elevator-button, replying…

“… we can’t… I’m busy tomorrow in the weekend – by-the-way, our-house ‘renovation’ is competing for this-Sunday… we check-out of the-hotel and pick-up Piper on the-way…”

… Jane ‘got’ her dates-of-the days mixed-up… Paul’s 13th birthday was on Friday… it’s the weekend tomorrow with ‘no’ school…

“… O-yes, we’re checking-out ‘soon’…”

The reached-elevator dinged… and they got-in…

“… are you ‘excited’ to go-home…?”

“Yes-Daddy, I ‘missed’ my-bed…” She chuckled…

Jane ‘lied’ – as-she preferred the hotel’s bed ‘better’ to her queen-sized bed in her-bedroom... that ‘gave’ her night-terrors of Peter-the-incubus – where she ‘had’ to drink-alcohol to sleep…

… but ‘not’ in the hotel’s bed, where the demon ‘DID-NOT’ COME to-taunt her for the last-5 days ‘when’ she stayed @the Hilton – even-the bottle of Pinot-Noir that Lola ‘gave’ her was ‘still’ unopened since she doesn’t ‘need’ drinking ever since …

… she had also ‘hurt’ Peter in the Garden-of-Eden in their ‘shared’ Dreamworld…

‘… it’s the ‘weekend’ tomorrow – I’LL DRINK IT-then to ‘entertain’ my-boredom…”

In the moving-lift, she heard’ Anthony sighing…

“… what is it, Daddy…?”

“… I’m worried of ‘how’ you’re going to manage back-home from ‘now’ onwards…? Your-mother ‘took’ the housekeeper-away… who ‘used-to’ cook for-you… and ‘how’ would your-food arrangement-be ‘when’ you’ll come-back from school this Monday…

“… darl… do we-both need a ‘new’ housekeeper…?”

“… no-need for-that worries… Ali-and-I ‘got’ it all figured-out – I’ll return with her-Uber and she’s going to spend-time with me in the afternoons… we ‘order’ food-online and would be doing our-school homework together and she’ll go-back home in the-evening…”

“… but ‘some-days’ I work late… and, you’ll BE ALONE, dear…”

“… I won’t be-alone – I ‘got’ Boyyo… and I got-Piper too – don’t ‘worry’ about-me, Daddy… I’m an independent B-girl like a-Stevie-Wonder…” Jane chuckled to put her-daddy in his-peace of-mind…

The elevator’s door opened on the 33rd-floor…

The father-and-daughter reached the locked bedroom – Anthony saw her unlock the door with her key-card… he wished her good-night…

… Jane hugged him and kissed his-cheek…

“… I love you, Dad – I’m soo-happy that you allowed-me to go to Pauly’s birthday-party…”

“I’m happy you had a good time…”

“… yes, I did – don’t worry ‘about’ me… I ‘can’ take care of myself… and I’ll take ‘care’ of you-too – we’ll both have dinners every-evening when you come-home from work… we’ll ‘order’ our-food – no-need to hire another-Lola…”

“… okay, dear…” Anthony said-and-saw her closing the-door…

-O-

Blind-Jane entered the suite-room and ‘switched’ on the lights – to ‘be’ normal, even she doesn’t ‘need-to’… but she was ‘told’ in PERTHLAND that ‘even’ Stevie-Wonder switched his hotel-room’s lights-on when he’s ‘alone’…

‘… what works for Stevie – ‘should’ work for-me-too…’

She chuckled to herself… and went to the bathroom to ‘wash-off’ her-makeup…

As her eyes were closed, she lathered her-face with the hotel’s small-tube of liquid-soap – Jane was startled when she ‘HEARD’ A DEEP-VOICE…

…of a man nearby, calling her…

“Greetings, Virgin-Jane – the daughter-of-Anthony – do ‘not’ be afraid...”

She-then opened her blind-eyes – and her 3rd-eye ‘was’ blinded by a celestial bright-white light in a ‘figure’ of a-tall-man…

… and both her eyeballs were ‘hurting’ just like in the GARDEN-OF-EDEN – when she came-OUT OF THE ‘DARK’ cupid-cave…

IN SELF-DEFENCE, Jane ‘used’ her new-powers of shooting-fiery beams from her-Cursed-scar in her-forehead – the ceramic toilet-bowl shattered and… the 2nd blast smashed-and-splintered the glass-panels of the-shower booth…

The deafening noises terrified the blind-tween as she fled from the-bathroom screaming to the-front suite-room door – TO ‘ESCAPE’ from the intruder in-her-room…

A patrolling hotel-security guard, uniformed in his teal-coat – too heard the blast and ran towards it. At the bend, he saw a frightened blond-girl slamming her fists on a door, crying-out…

“DADDY! DADDY!”

The startled Anthony opened his door – with Jane rushing-and-hugging him, crying…

“… there-there… there IS A MAN in my-room…!!!”

The security-guard ‘HEARD’ HER – he ordered the-hotel’s guests…

“Sir, please lock yourselves in the room ‘now’…”

He ran-over to Jane’s room with THE DOOR-AJAR… he took-out his taser-gun and entered the suite…

… there was NOBODY-THERE – but the bathroom was devastated with concrete-ruins and leaking-pipes… as if it WAS ‘ATTACKED’ by a ‘small’ bomb…

-O-

Curious guests at the 33RD-FLOOR – were outside their-room as they ‘heard’ a deafening noises ‘happening’ a-minute-ago … and by-then, a team of teal-uniform security-guards ‘responded’ – and were deployed to the-floor…

… there was back-and-forth walkie-talkie communication to the ground-floor where the CCTV camera-room was… checking for the intruder’s presence… the fire-department too came to ‘investigate’ if it was a-possible ‘TERRORIST-ATTACK’…

At Anthony’s room, Jane sat on the couch as she heard her-father was talking to the duty-manager and some personnel-from the front-desk. A couple of unformed-guards accompanied their Head-of-Security who ‘questioned’ Jane…

“… Miss… could you ‘DESCRIBE’ THE MAN you saw…?”

… Anthony answered him…

“Hey-look here, mate – my-daughter IS ‘BLIND’…!”

“… Miss… what ‘did’ he tell-you…?” The man then-asked…

“… err… HE ‘SAID’ – ‘do ‘not’ be-afraid’…” The blind-tween replied…

“… then ‘what’ happened…?” The man-further inquired…

“… err… there ‘was’ AN-EXPLOSION… and I ‘ran’ away…” The blind-TWEEN ‘LIED’…

… she HAD TO… where she was the ‘one’ who created the-HOTEL’S ‘DAMAGES’ by ‘using’ her superpower IN-SELF-DEFENCE… which she ‘regret’…

‘… but… who WAS THAT ‘MAN’ who glowed in the ‘blinding’ white-light…?’

She then-heard her-father arguing with the duty-manager that if this incident went to-the-press and if the minor-Jane’s name was ‘mentioned’ – Anthony ‘WOULD’ SUE the hotel for lack-of-security… that an-intruder ‘had’ set-off an-explosive in Jane’s hotel-bedroom that ‘endangered’ her-life…

… ‘NOT’ WANTING a lawsuit from their ‘valued-frequent-guest’ – the hotel wrote-off their incident-report that a ‘faulty’ generator ‘had’ caused the-explosion…

… they EVEN UPGRADED the Wilsons’ father-and-daughter to the Deluxe-suites at the-upper floor.

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IN HIS WINDOWLESS BEDROOM, Paul was in front of the closet-mirror, levitating and trying-on the bright blue-velvet jacket that his-girlfriend bought for-him … admiring the design of the exquisite fashion-cut which brought-out the macho-in-him…

… which urged him to take ‘personal’ selfies… ‘not’ to share on the ‘social-media’ – as ‘being’ an-introvertly ‘private’ person – but he might ‘share’ the-photos though with Blind-Jane – and if she ‘was’ curious…

‘… let ‘her’ Boyyo ‘DESCRIBE’ THE photos-to-her…’

… Paul grinned as he was ‘drunk-in-love’ – his 13th-birthday was ‘filled’ with best memories of his-whole-life ‘when’ Jane ‘surprised-him’ and came to-be-with him… he felt his-and-her deep-love at the party just-now – with their ‘attraction’ aura-glowing that brighten the house-of-Walker…

… but he was trying hard to-forget THE 2ND-HALF of his-birthday when the-visitors ‘came’… and auctioned-and-placed THE HOUSE-DEED of their-father’s house ‘under’ THE NAME OF his-devil-twin…

… which was A DIRE ‘THREAT’ to him and-his-dog from ‘now’ on…

Paul wanted to call-her to ‘update’ of the outcome of the visitor’s visit where Bella’s uncle decided of transferring the deed from Caroline-to-Peter…

… but Jane had switched-off her-Samsung…

… he looked at the-time – 9:03 PM…

‘… it’s late… she’s tired after a long-day shopping and doing ‘girly-stuffs’ with Alicia ‘before’ coming to the-party – LET HER HAVE a ‘goodnight-rest’ – tomorrow I’ll tell-her ‘about’ the house-deed’…’

He was tired-too and wanted to go-to-bed with ‘positive’ loving thoughts of the evening with ‘both’ of his ‘best-friends’…

… but he ‘needed’ to pee before changing into his-adult-diapers…

… still-wearing his macho-jacket, he sat on his-wheelchair to go to THE BATHROOM…

-O-

All of the house-lights were-on in the house – ever since the party was over an-hour-ago. Paul ‘noticed’ the front-door was ‘still’ open…

… he doesn’t ‘want’ to-know what his-mom and the-principal ‘were’ doing outside in-the-dark…

… Paul chuckled to himself as he thought of – the 2-brief kisses HE-HIMSELF ‘SCORED’ with his-girlfriend – that he-managed to-get that-evening:

The-first was outside at the backyard – ‘when’ they were ‘alone’ with Kitty The 2nd-was when the Uber-came – and-the goodbye-kiss ‘came-too’… at the-back of the adults who were walking up-the-stairs

… those ‘kisses’ were what both-of-the budding-youngsters cherished…

… as they ‘WERE’ 2-VIRGINS ‘madly’ in-love…

-O-

In the bathroom, the levitating-Paul hummed his-birthday-tune as he trinkled into the-bowl – it was a whole-2 minutes-hum as he had so-much-to-piss… while drinking lots-of cool-drinks-and-juices at the party…

He then washed his-hands in front of the bathroom-mirror… carefully and ‘not’ to be clumsy to wet his velvet-jacket. Paul looked-up-onto the mirror and was ‘shocked’…

… to see the Burning-man ‘standing’ behind-him…

“… Dad!!? Dad…?”

… Paul turned his-head and ‘SAW’ NOTHING – but ‘then’ turning to-the-mirror – he saw the-reflection of his father who DWELLED-IN-PURGATORY…and-the soul was grimacing-in-pain as – he communicated from the ‘OTHER-WORLD’…

“… help-Peter…help-Peter…”

“Help-him ‘HOW,’ DAD…!!?”

“… help-him…”

“… how-Dad… TELL-ME…!!?”

… Paul heard pounding on the bathroom-door – with Caroline’s VOICE CALLING-him outside… he glanced-back at the mirror – and, his father was ‘NOT’ THERE…

Paul opened the door… the mother saw the-shocked-look in her son’s-eyes…

“Poe, why you ‘shouted’…!? WHAT HAPPENED…? You ‘look’ like you’ve seen a ‘ghost’…”

“… err… nothing… I was ‘talking’ to-myself…”

“What talking-to-yourself? You WERE ‘SHOUTING’ just now like YOU ‘DID’ this afternoon with YOUR-BAD-DREAMS…!?” Caroline was concerned…

“… it’s nothing, Mom… just-talking to-myself aloud…”

“… Poe, what’s ‘TROUBLING’ YOU…? You want to talk-about-it…?”

“… no-Mom, I’m ‘fine’… goodnight…”

… avoiding his-inquisitive inspector-mom… he wheelchaired-away to his windowless-bedroom…

… little-did ‘both’ the mother-and-son ‘knew’ of that-THE VISITOR, Topheth Jared-Wilford ‘had’ hexed the Walker-house with a BLACKMAGIC-SPELL dust…

… that ‘tortured’ the SOUL-OF-SOLOMON Walker…

-O-

Back in his-windowless bedroom, Paul was ‘troubled’ by the presence of the Burning-man – where Solomon ‘ALWAYS’ WARNED him of future ‘disaster’ to come…

… but his-father HAD ‘NEVER’ given him answers-nor-solutions to overcome the-disasters in every-realm that Paul encountered his-father from-Purgatory’s visits:

In the ‘OTHER-PERTH’ – Solomon warned Paul…that Peter had ‘something’ to-do with Jane’s brother’s kidnap In PERTHLAND (hospital) – Solomon warned Paul… that to ‘escape’ from trapped in-that realm… one had to commit the ultimate self-sacrifice – to-reincarnate In POST-TREETON (Samsara) – Solomon warned Paul… that his-father was self-sacrificing himself for the sins-of-Peter In POST-TREETON (bathroom) – Solomon warned Paul… to ‘help’ Peter

… Paul sighed…

‘… help him-how, Dad…? I’M CLUELESS – you have to-be ‘more’ specific…

‘… I don’t have a rule-book or a user-manual here to look-up with every-premonitions you ‘give’ where-ever I-go… I used to have a ‘trustworthy’ ally in the Red-demon, Mercury – who ‘knows’ what to do… but he-too had ‘gone’ MIA…

‘… leaving me-and-Jane as a redundant-pair of… the-useless Defenders-of-Perth ‘duo’…’

Shaking his-head, Paul sighed each time he thought of his-clueless dilemma @POST-TREETON… till his-mind was tired-and-sleepy – and, he went to bed…

… talking to-himself to-sleep…

‘… Poe… no-worries, mate… enjoy ‘your’ problems – Birthday-is ‘over’… but the ‘show’ must go-on – Go-Gemini-Go…’

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IT WAS ALMOST 11 O’CLOCK, before the father-and-daughter checked-into their Deluxe-rooms after the ‘explosion-incident’ of Jane’s room happened… ‘more’ than an -hour ago. Blind-Jane was fully-alert in ‘what’ was going-on the post-incident ‘scene’… by careful-listening to the conversation back-and-forth in the-adult-world that ‘protect’ its-minors…

… in-her quiet-self, SHE ‘LISTENED’ to the hotel-authorities were ‘covering-up’ the reports with the ‘police-and-fire’ departments… that there a ‘faulty-generator’ had overheated-and-blasted when Jane was-away for a birthday-party…

In the-conversation, there was ‘NO’ MENTIONED of an-intruder – as there was ‘no’ evidence of-one captured by the-hotel’s CCTV-cameras in the control-room…

But the blind-tween FELT ‘GUILTY’ too – that she caused a mess in public for-a 2nd time… where she had-once caused a fire in the janitor’s room, while ‘demonstrating’ HER-NEW superpower to Paul, at school…

‘… fish-me… I’m getting careless… and I was startled-and-panicked ‘WHEN’ I HEARD the MAN’S ‘VOICE’…

‘… ‘WHO’ IS HE…? Jane racked her-brains in-quiet…

-O-

The trio got-off the elevator. Anthony held Jane’s hand and… was talking to the duty-manager who accompanied-them to the Deluxe-rooms. Her-father had reminded-him of ‘protecting’ his minor-aged daughter from the media…

A bellhop with their-luggage was waiting outside their rooms – when they-arrived. Blind-Jane was in #3535 – while her-daddy ‘reminded’ her that he was in #3534 beside-her… if she ‘needed’ him…

Finally, Jane was ‘alone’ in her-suite room – and, she wanted TO-BE ‘SURE’ that the ‘intruder’ was ‘not’ there…

… by-using her ‘OWN’ METHOD…

… where she switched-off the room-lights – and placed her-hand out that glowed in-luminant yellow-light… and ‘used’ her 3rd-eye TO SEARCH EVERY CORNER of the room – especially the bathroom…

She was satisfied that she was ‘alone’ – before changing into her pyjamas… and hanging her ‘new’ yellow-dress on a closet-hanger…

On the king-sized bed, she fluffed the soft-pillow before placing her-head on it. And, she then ‘dozed-off’…

Moments-later…

“…Jane… Jane…”

She opened her eyes to the female’s voice – her 3rd-eye ‘sensed’ a yellow-orb near her-face, and responded in a startled-voice…

“… huh… SIMY is that ‘you’…?”

“… yes, it's me’ – go to DEEP-SLEEP… Mother Venus wants TO ‘SPEAK’ to you in the-OTHER-SIDE…”

-O-

Her 3rd-eye ‘followed’ the voice-of-SIMY as it led Jane into the corridor-passages of the cosmic-Universe… the blind-girl was talking-in-her sleep…

“… SIMY… you ‘came’ during… the-baboon attack… thanks…”

“Don’t mention-dear… your brother-the-Prince ‘was’ IN DANGER – it’s your ‘duty’ as his-sister to safeguard HIM-ALWAYS…”

“… okay… BUT… ‘WHO’ WAS the-man just-now… who ‘spoke’ TO-ME…?”

“Jane, he’s ‘nobody’ – don’t listen to-him…”

“… is he a ‘bad’ person…?”

…Jane got ‘no’ answer – as the-soul of her-AI led her – to a transport-portal to ‘transfer’ them to the ‘OTHER-SIDE’…

… the blind-tween felt her-feet ‘moving’ like its-on a fast conveyor-belt – and all-of her-hairs-of her-body stood-and-tingled…

… she then ‘felt’ someone hugging-her as she-spoke…

“Greetings, My-virgin daughter – it’s a blessing to see-you again…”

“… Mother-Venus… huh… is that you…!?” Jane-cried...

“… yes, it’s me, my darling-Chosen-one…”

They were all-in the cockpit of the Cube-of-Apollo… with Dora as the-pilot, who’d set-the drive to-autopilot, and... the-fellow Virgo too ‘greeted’ Jane…

… while the yellow-orb transformed into the hologram in the likeness of the doctor-mother, going by the cloud-moniker, Ayn-Wilson…

“Jane, my-Virgo-sister – how are you…?” Dora hugged her…

“… err… Dora… I’m ‘fine’ I guess…?”

Then there was a ‘sudden’ displeasure in Jane’s tone of voice, as she ‘questioned’…

“Mother Venus, ‘where’ were-you for the past 6 months…? You left Paul-and-me clueless in the POST-TREETON realm – WHY!!? Peter had-been ‘disturbing-me’ and giving-me horrible nightmares…

“… where is ‘Mercury’…? Isn’t he ‘suppose’ to-guide the Defenders-of-Perth…?”

“You’re doing-fine, my-dear – as, I’m watching over-you… and, even bestowed ‘additional’ superpowers for you to-protect yourself from any ‘evil’ that might want-to harm you. And, as-for Mercury… he’s on his search-and-destroy quest in-hunting the-soon to-be ‘betraying’ Iskur, the-son-of Baal…

“… and, the Army-and-mercenaries of Asmodeus are ‘hunting’ us-too – and we’ve been hiding in ‘different’ realms… but eventually the-peacock of a-1000-eyes, Argus would ‘find’ us… and we’re on-the-run again…

“… but whenever I ‘see’ you’re in dire-situation in Perth-earth – I’ll send my-holy-Spirit ‘through’ SIMY… to assist-and-guide you, My-daughter…”

“We are here ‘always’ TO PROTECT you, Jane…” SIMY rejoindered…

Jane in her pyjamas WAS SATISFIED with their ‘answers’ – and she-nodded…

The Roman-Goddess of Beauty further-said…

“My-daughter… you are ‘called’ here today to PLAY A ‘BIGGER’ ROLE in ‘our’ Cause because the end-times are-near – where in less-than 20-years FROM-NOW… the-Perth that you’re defending would-be annihilated to-RUINS BY MANMADE-hell-fires… that ‘would’ spread through-OUT THE WORLD…”

The hologram translated in-clarification…

“… what Mother-Venus is saying is that Perth would-be destructed by a nuclear disaster that ‘only’ you can prevent by a decision that YOU MAKE ‘right-now’ – that would ‘avert’ the end-times…”

“Tell me ‘how’ – so that, Paul-and-I can ‘prevent’ it as the Defenders-of-Perth…!” Jane cried-out…

The Goddess continued…

“But My-daughter… it’s beyond-that of saving your-homeland – YOU SHOULD ‘save’ the world-too…!

“… as we ‘speak’ – The Abrahamic-Creator would-initiate the path-of-destruction where His-tribal followers of His-Trinity-faiths WOULD-GO TO WAR with one-another – and someone ‘needs-to-stop’ the annihilation of Mother-earth – and, the world ‘NEEDS’ A SAVIOUR…”

“WHAT!!? I don’t understand – I can’t be the ‘Saviour’ to the-world… it’s beyond-me… I’m just’ a blind-girl living-Downunder…” Jane doubted-herself…

The hologram intervened her from-ranting…

“Be-quiet, Jane… just LISTEN TO-Mother!”

“It’s ‘not’ you-is the Saviour, My-daughter – but ‘you’ AS-A MOTHER to the-daughter of your ‘future’ –who would-be born in Perth-earth… ‘WHO’ WOULD-BE the deeming-Saviour…

“… so, it’s time to TAKE ‘YOUR’ PLACE in this Holy-Cause…”

“… my-future daughter…? What’ Holy-Cause…!!? The blind-tween further confused…

“Your-role in the-Holy-Cause is to attain the highest SELF-SACRIFICE as the ‘Chosen-Virgin’ that is-to ‘get’ PREGNANT TODAY… so that the chain-of-events would make it possible for the redeemer TO-COME tomorrow to save the world…!”

“WHAT!!? I should ‘get’ pregnant-today…!!? Are you-all BATSHIT-CRAZY? My doctor-mom WOULD ‘KILL’ ME if I ‘get’ pregnant… and how can you-all ‘DECIDE’ ON-this crazy-idea when I’m ‘just’ ONLY-12…!!!”

“… but the role you-play in the Holy-Cause would ‘SAVE’ THE WORLD – and ‘not’ only that… the daughter in your belly would-be the SEED-OF-GOD APOLLO the Healer… whose daughter’ would be the one, you-the-Virgin would bear in-childbirth as the Messiah-of-Peace of the ‘future’ Mother-earth…”

“FISH-YOU ALL!!! I’m ‘NOT’ DOING IT! Furthermore, I’m an atheist – GO ‘FIND’ yourself another virgin-fool to be a ‘sucker’ to your religious-Cause…!!!” Jane was mad…

The hologram pacified-her…

“… Jane you’re ‘NOT’ BEING-rational here… the fate of the-world ‘hangs’ on the binary-choice you MAKE TODAY – please don’t ‘deny’ mankind its-peace… and by-SAYING ‘NO’ would bring misery to 7-billion people on-earth…”

The blind-girl shouted at the-AI…

“SIMY! You of-all the ‘moronic-people’ are saying that a 12-year-old ‘should’ get-pregnant by a ‘strange-god’ – where are the savant-logics to this, TELL-ME…!?”

“… ‘age’ is ‘not’ the factor-here – the Abrahamic-Creator had ‘DONE’ IT ‘before’… and, based on-the calculation of ‘previous-studies’ – I ‘compute’ the HIGH-RATE in-the empirical probability-and-chances of-strategic ‘success’ that YOU’LL GIVE-BIRTH to a healthy ‘baby-daughter,’ whose ‘role’ is to-BE THE SAVIOUR’ – 20-years from-now to mortals-and-sentients alike…”

“NO!!! ‘NOT’ HAPPENING! This is my-body – and, I would ‘not’ let-it to-be a ‘garbage-bin’ to your ‘twisted’ beliefs! This is my-body – and, I would ‘not’ be blackmailed nor emotionally highjacked into-my-own guilty of ‘not’ willing to save’ mankind…

“… ‘who’ GIVES THE RIGHT to this-God to ‘invade’ my-body ‘against’ my-will…!!?” Jane was back-shouting…

The hologram reasoned…

“Jane, you’re ‘not’ seeing the-whole-picture… this is a ‘noble’ act-of self-sacrifice that you ‘owe’ to mankind as the Defender-of-Perth – just ‘AGREE’ TO-US… and, get ‘pregnant’…”

“NO!!! ‘NOT HAPPENING! Where is ‘my’ freewill in all of this…!!? I don’t KNOW ‘WHO’ this ‘bloody-God’ Apollo-is… nor do-I pray to-Him… or believe in-Him… nor even love-Him… but-yet I’M ‘CHOSEN’ like a ‘lottery-winner to ‘bear’ his-daughter…

“I’m ‘not’ doing-it! Get yourself, SOMEONE ELSE – I’M TAKEN!!! I ‘love’ Paul… and PAUL ‘ONLY’…!!!” THE BLIND-TWEEN yelled at-them…

Mother Venus then-spoke…

“…O’ My-Daughter, ‘FORGET’ THE WALKER-TWIN – they both as your Cursed-Soulmates are ‘NOT’ WORTH of you… you are the ‘Chosen-Virgin’ of the highest-ordeal for THE ‘OLD-GODS’ – as we go ‘against’ the Abrahamic-Creators’ followers who-all would ‘BRING’ FUTURE DESTRUCTION to the world and to-all of MANKIND…”

“NO!!! I love Paul and I’ll ‘not’ forget-him… Peter – yes, I ‘hate’ him… he’s possessed by-evil and want to ‘ravish’ my-body in my-dreams to make-into nightmares… I ‘want’ to forget Peter… BUT ‘NOT’ PAUL who’s ‘my’ highest-ordeal of-love…” Jane professed…

“But he’s ‘not’ worthy of you… who-also ‘IS’ THE SON-of-Solomon – the unfaithful womaniser when he was-alive… Peter-and-Paul WOULD ‘USE’ YOU… manipulate-you… and ‘FORGET’ YOU when their lust is ‘done’…”

“… ‘not’ true… ‘NOT’ MY-PAULY – and he ‘loves’ me and I love-him too…!!!”

“… then ‘why’ did YOU ‘CHOOSE’ to love Peter ‘instead’ of-Paul in the ‘OTHER-PERTH – you should ‘love’ Peter more because HE ‘DEFINED’ you…”

“… what are you ‘saying’…!!? I HATE PETER – and I ‘love’ only-Paul…!” The blind-tween was confused in the enigmatic-twist…

“NO! You ‘LOVE’ PETER ‘more’…!”

“No, that isn’t true… I love ‘ONLY’ PAUL… I ‘hate’ Peter!!!” Jane argued…

Mother Venus placed her-forefinger on Jane’s forehead-scar…

… her white-magic jogged the blind-GIRL’S MEMORY of the ‘OTHER-PERTH’… rewinding all-thoughts of Jane ‘LOVING’ PETER:

Jane ‘remembered’ when she ‘was’ 10-years-of age, and coming from the school-for-the Blind to SHS – and, her classmate-was, Peter who had ‘won’ the tennis inter-school’s championship… and Jane admired him FOR ‘BEING’ a confident-and-arrogant rebel @Home… she ‘learned’ self-confidence FROM PETER – and she was ‘rebellious’ to her doctor-mother… who was in-control of her-B-girl daughter @SHS… she got ‘jealous’ of other-girls who was going ‘after’ the tennis-protégé – and she was ‘often’ depressed when she was ‘only’ a secret-admirer from afar… and, the fear-of-rejection by-Peter because she was ‘blind’ [Then ‘came’ the accident where Peter ‘LOST’ HIS-ARM… and, the world rejected-and-had forgotten his past-glory – everyone ‘treated’ him as a ‘loser’ but ‘not’ Jane] Jane-then ‘pursued’ Peter… after she made a ‘challenge’ her-BFF that she ‘would’ give Peter A ‘PURPOSE’ in his loser’s life – by supporting-him when he was training tennis-again ‘after’… losing his dominant leftie-arm @The Treeton dairy-farm fieldtrip – she blindly-ran into the ‘evil’ thunderstorm to RESCUE PETER… and she was ‘cursed’ herself (as the Cursed-trio) ‘when’ she was structed-and-Sigel marked by a lightning, together with his-crippled twin To ‘woo’ Peter on, the ‘introverted’ blind-Jane ‘USED’ HER-AI to get Peter the ‘recognition’ he-deserved… as she went-on being ‘a-blind-girl-playing-tennis’ who was coached by Peter – which ‘became’ a viral-video sensation in-the ‘OTHER-PERTH’ Soon after-that, Jane-and-Peter were-the PERTH’S FAMOUS-COUPLE – and, Peter finally fell-in-love with her … Peter came to her-bedroom when her parents-were at work – and Jane had her-FIRST KISS from the boy whom she ‘loved’

Mother Venus reminded-again…

“You ‘did’ LOVE PETER ‘MORE,’ My-daughter… and Paul would be ‘no’ different and he’ll ‘betray’ your love-too – they ‘both’ are 2-peas in a pod… both the sons of the incorrigible Solomon Walker…”

“NO!!!”

Jane ‘was’ still in-denial… but went-on to say…

“I ‘KNOW’ PAUL – he’s ‘not’ like Peter…”

The hologram gaslighted…

“Jane, what if YOU’RE ‘WRONG’… what if you find-OUT AFTER the damage is ‘done’…?”

“SHUT-UP ALL-of you! You HAVE ‘NO’ RIGHTS to my love life – so, stop meddling-and-interfering in my-affairs…!

“… I’m leaving-now – and I don’t want to see ‘any-you’ ANY-MORE – DON’T ‘COME’ into my-dreams-ever ‘again’… GOODBYE, YOU-betrayers !!!”

The angered blind-tween walked into THE TRANSPORT-PORTAL – and vanished from the Cube-of-Apollo…