Chapter 101: Otters, Feathered Hyenas, and Nihilism

The two pounds of semen he unleashed, and attacked the steel door with, caused a horrible thud that nearly burst their eardrums. It was strong, it was explosive, but Jimmy got knocked out in the process, so he couldn’t see if he made any progress or not.

He was sound asleep, and had sunk into another set of weird dreams that he had no control over. He usually didn’t have control over his dreams, but this wasn’t what bothered him, he was okay with that part, but he was not okay with how bizarre his dreams were. He could not escape them either, which was a shame.

Eni was awake, however, and at some point, after the dust cloud cleared out, she gained the strength to stand up. Well, she fell down to her knees the first couple of times, and her legs wobbled as she walked, but she was mobile nonetheless.

She didn’t care to wake Jimmy up. She didn’t even mind that he had frozen in place, and was essentially sleeping while he was up on his knees, she didn’t care, because she saw him sleeping on his feet moments ago, which had been more impressive.

Instead, she focused her time, and limited energy to the steel door that Jimmy obsessed so much over. She knew that he wanted to bust this door wide open, for reasons she could not understand. Nechi had told her about Jimmy’s motives earlier on, and she didn’t see what the big fuss was about.

This steel door had been here for generations, and no one really cared about it, not even the elders. It was forgotten by the tribe, and it was nearly lost in time. No one, absolutely no one bothered to come down here just to look at the door, because essentially, they didn’t see what he saw. They didn’t know that great, advanced technology beyond the tribe’s comprehension, could be hidden behind this very door.

Even if they somehow comprehended the technology, and opportunities, they couldn’t care nonetheless. All the tribes folk needed, or cared about was their magic, and the food they could get by using their magic. Everything else, even human relationships, stood second in the ranks of importance, and these ranks didn’t have space for a mystery door.

Eni didn’t care much about it either, but she knew that Jimmy cared, so she got closer, and inspected the door. To her surprise, there was a crater-like hole in it, likely caused by the recent cumshot that Jimmy had unleashed.

The crater started out wide, nearly three feet, even, or one meter, but the hole within the crater was a lot smaller, it was only one foot wide, or thirty centimeters. He had pierced through the door, just enough to create a very wide peephole.

She could see through the hole, she could even put her arm through it, it was that wide, but other than that, the steel door was still standing. As impressive as Jimmy’s cumshot was, he’d likely need to shoot about ten pounds of semen, in one go, if he was to blast a hole through the door that was worth the while. No human could fit through a one-foot hole, after all.

“Oh… he’s not gonna be happy about this.” She sighed. “What’s the big deal, anyway?”

Eni paid more attention to the hole for a moment, to whatever was on the other side of the steel door. She peeked through it, and tried to see if there was anything in there that was worth their while.

“Damn bright…” She kept blinking. “Are there torches in there or something?”

…

Dreams were oftentimes meaningless. The fact that his dreams were more wild right now, and were likely affected by an entity that he didn’t know, and didn’t care to know, didn’t automatically mean that his dreams had some sort of divine, labyrinthian meaning.

They were too random to comprehend, so even if his dreams meant something, he sure as hell wouldn’t know.

This time, after a series of three-hundred, consecutive, two-second dreams ramming his subconscious like a truck, he was then given a moment of peace, so as to catch up.

He started having a long dream, it was slow, and it started out quite calm. This was where he gained a bit of control.

In this dream, he figured out that he was an otter after he looked at his hands. He was the first ever otter, even, but he didn’t look like an otter of ancient times, no. Not one that belonged to the Jurassic Era, at least, but somewhere else. On another planet.

He was on a planet that others would consider alien, but he saw it as his own. It was as if his very subconscious was altered to change his internal, instinctive feelings of what home was, or more precisely, where home was.

Jimmy was the first otter, and yet, he didn’t know who gave birth to him. Somehow, this bothered him, as he thought of a fun brain teaser from when he was on Earth, which was; What came first, the chicken, or the egg?

This was a similar situation. He didn’t know if otters layed eggs or not, he sure as hell didn’t lay one, so he couldn’t find an answer to his question.

Irritated, he jumped out of the water, and waddled across the land. Out there, he ran into two hyenas, but they were not violent, they didn’t try to tear him apart.

Since he was on another planet, where the sky was green, and the grass white, he was not surprised that wildlife behaved differently. For one thing, the hyenas had feathers, instead of fur, which was very odd, but he accepted it as a fact.

Even more odd, the hyenas spoke English as they talked to each other. He could not confuse their words, their speech with any other animalistic language, no, they were speaking English. He was one-hundred percent sure of it.

Why English? He didn’t know, but the feathery Hyenas were for some reason expressing very strong stances on the philosophical branch of nihilism. He did not know why they were so invested in philosophy.

One Hyena said, “If nothing has meaning, why bother living? What is the reward? I feel like we were brought to existence just for the universe to tell us that it doesn’t care.”

The second hyena said, “Meaning itself is meaningless. Take comfort, feel the liberation, the freedom from the fact that you mean nothing, as this is the only gift that the universe has given you. The lack of meaning is the greatest form of freedom you can ever wish for, as nothing is expected out of you, not on a scale that the universe would care for, or even notice. You’re worthless, and so am I.”

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