"Guaaaaaaardssss!" I shrieked at the top of my voice, as I made Wilder sit down on the bench, but the moment his butt touched the bench, he fell sideways, his upper body lying flat on the bench.
"Why is this happening? What do I do? Please, wilder... the guards... they would be— please..." I pleaded with whatever greater being is out there watching.
I tried to wake him up, striking him repeatedly on his shoulder, just so he would become conscious once more. Wilder didn't budge, not one bit.
"No! No!" I uttered, as I watched the hole get bigger.
Deciding to see if perhaps the black hole was responsible for his dilemma, I tore off the piece of clothing covering his chest, and I gasped in shock, seeing that the black hole on Wilder's chest was expanding, and would soon take over his w
