Chapter 7 - Whiplash

This is where the real story begins, all the stuff you just read, really didnt add shit to the story.  Get ready.

Ram turned again, only this time instead of empty space, Keanu Reeves was standing there in a trench coat of pure white holding a strange whip with a black ball on the end of it.  Oh yeah, I must be dead, Ram thought, because this is ridiculous.  Why else would Keanu Reeves be standing in front of me.

'Are you God?  Because that would be very ironic given the movies you've acted in.  Also what is this place?' Ram inquired. 

'No, I'm not God and you're not dead. I am the one and only Keanu Reeves.  What is this place?  Well, I presume you've seen The Matrix?  I mean who hasn't, fucking good film.  Anywho, imagine this place is the same as The Matrix, only instead of being computer generated, this world is built from my thoughts and can be change to show whatever I want it to.  pretty awesome eh?'

Yeah, An ability like that could come in handy, how did we get here, why you and why me?

'Let's start with why you.  I've been watching you a while and you are heading down a dangerous path that it seems I barely saved you from.  It seems that it is in fact you that needs to be taught a lesson.  Which is how we get to Why me?  Because I hold the whip, thats why.

'How'd we get here?  it's this whip.  Bet you thought I was gonna do some kinky shit to you, but no, there's more to this whip than meets the eye.  It's a bit of a long story, but this whip has a lot of historical merit.'

Keanu brought the whip closer (though not grabbing distance) to give Ram a closer look.  It had an old world look about it, it was made from what looked to be 3 strands of woven leather.  The strands were black, white and red interwoven until the reached the end of the whip where they ended inside what could only be described as a stone of pure black.  The stone reflected no light and if Ram wasnt mistaken, had a slight gravitational pull?

'Take a seat, there's a lot to tell' Keanu said as he began to sit down on an old leather chair that appeared underneath him. an identical chair had also appeared directly behind Ram.

'I picked it up at this estate auction in London a year back because I thought it made me look cool.  Turns out the estate was an old residence of Sigmund Freud the Neurologist.' Keanu said.

'From what Ive been able to gather, the whip is officially named 'The Chandra-Freud dream initiator', although I just call it my Vision Whip.  '

'Apparently the stone on the end of the whip creates a miniscule temporary black hole when flicked, which causes time to stop in the real world until this vision is complete.  I can't exactly explain how the vision works but I presume Freud found a way to integrate the temporal black hole with the spiritual/dream section of the mind by connecting the two by touching the whip.'

'The Vision Whip is a culmination of Freud's work on dreams and the work of another chap named Chandrasekhar. '

'Chandrasekhar was this Indian chap who is most famously known for his detailed calculations in 1930, on what is now called the Chandrasekhar limit.  As a quick explanation, the Chandrasekhar limit describes the maximum mass that a star can reach before it becomes so dense that it collapses on itself and forms a black hole.'

'It seems that our Indian friend managed to create the done that sits on the end of this whip, which uses some manner of the same calculation in order to create a black hole at a miniscule level.'

'After more a more digging, it turns out a chance meeting between these two industrious folk happened in London around 1950 which must have gone well because well, ahem, look at this whip!'

After a few more trivial bits and pieces of information Keanu jumped up and said 'Right, well, it's time I took you on a journey to get you back on your feet!' And with that the white wonderland around Ram began to rapidly fade to black and then back into a world he never imagined.