} "Follow the green line, second door on the left after you cross the
} red line."
} The supplicant walks down the low, white hallway. Her eyes glances
} furtively at the 'decorative' artwork on the walls...Kibo's
} self-portrait, a black and white photo of Heimdall at Ragnarok,
} Christ's autograph on a napkin from the Last Supper, Michael
} Jackson's missing glove....
} She pauses at the door, unsure. "Shall I open it? It might not be
} what I think...but I must know!" She opens the door and enters.
} She jumps as the door slams behind her. She whirls and sees the
} Oracle behind her, dressed in a white lab coat. He caresses his
} stethoscope as he speaks. "Oh supplicant, you have come seeking
} knowledge, and you have certainly come to the right place! Please,
} stop up to the table."
} The supplicant, charmed by the Oracle's manner, does as he asks. She
} provides only the merest token resistance as the Oracle straps her to
} the table "for safety reasons," but begins to regret the decision
} after the Oracle sets the table on end.
} Lisa enters through another door. She is clad in leather and chains,
} her nipple-rings decorated with golden tassels. She smirks as she
} approaches the supplicant. Lifting the supplicant's chin with her
} riding crop, Lisa says, "So. Ya came seeking enlightment, din't ya?
} Prepare to have your eyes opened...."
} The author at this time cuts back to the main lobby, where the
} receptionist wears only a secret smile, knowing that an Oracularity
} is the last bastion of cheap literary devices such as this.
} Her eyes opened significantly wider, the supplicant leaves the
} Oracular compound, barely noticing a new painting upon the Wall of
} Fame. The Oracle and Lisa sip tea on the veranda and watch as the
} supplicant leaves.
} "Orrie, dear, do you think we were too harsh?"
} "Nonsense, my love," he replies as he reaches for a bagel. "Millions
} of children watch Barney every day. What could it possibly do to an
} adult, besides warn her?"
} Many miles away, across the Rigitan Desert, beyond the Mountains of
} Psychotonia, the new convert dons her suit, soon to appear as
} Barney's new friend...Baby Bop.
} You owe the Oracle an end to the ceaseless rantings of childrens'
} television marketing.