Stars erupted behind the ‘head’, as two white stars ‘opened’ on the barest suggestion of a face. Plumes radiated outward like great wings of dust. The wings reached out and touched the edge of the horrible gravitational malestrom. The black hole tried to stay in shape, but eventually, it shivered and collapsed into a brilliant explosion of stars. They seemed to joyfully spread out, illuminating the vast expanse again. Perhaps glad to be free again.

It looked at me as my body reacted. The dust and gas that made up my body were vibrating. No longer was I being pulled into the black hole. But I was still falling apart I was afraid. I felt small. I could barely hold myself together. There was nowhere to run. Nowhere to hide. Even without the black hole sucking everything away, I was still afraid.