Fantasy Thriller Action
‘In almost every religion on earth, the discussions on afterlife realms are majorly focused on Heaven and Hell. But I am particularly fantasized about The Limbo’, said Vishwas Narayan, a famous philosopher, and theologian. He was invited for a guest lecture in a college of Theology in Delhi University.
The auditorium was packed with the professors and students while Vishwas was standing at the center of the stage. He was wearing a black bandhgala suit with a lustrous red pocket square. He was in his late fifties and his hair had gone gray. The wrinkles below his eyes were partially concealed by the thick spectacles he was wearing. ‘The term Limbo has been derived from a Latin word Limbus, which means, Edge or border. In the Catholic Theology, it is considered as a place which is at the edge of the hell’.
Vishwas glanced at the first row of the auditorium where his wife Maria D'Souza was sitting, alone. Vishwas was expecting his son Peter Narayan also to attend his lecture. But he didn’t come. Peter was a scientist in ISRO. He was an atheist and had absolutely no regard for religion. To him, religion was the major reason for the global terror. And he was correct to an extent. Vishwas knew Peter had no interest in theology and philosophy, but as a father, he wanted his son to be there. There was a hint of disappointment appeared on Vishwas’s face when he saw his wife alone. Maria too noticed that Vishwas had seen her alone and was disappointed. She smiled to comfort Vishwas a bit. Vishwas quickly shrugged off his sadness and continued. ‘The term "Limbo" is actually not mentioned in the Bible explicitly. This term was given by the European theologians of the medieval age, which is the period in between 5th to 15th century AD. The Bible mentions a place where the souls of those who had died before Jesus Christ had been detained. That place was neither Heaven nor Hell. The medieval theologians and artists named this place as "Limbo of the Fathers”’. Vishwas scanned the audience and found some students yawning while some looking at their mobile phones.
‘Okay. A bit boring right? Now let's move to Hollywood. Everyone must have watched the famous "Matrix Trilogy". In the final installment of the series, there was a train station named Mobil Ave. It was a place that lied between the Matrix and the real world. Much like a Limbo! If you look at the word Mobil carefully, you would realize that it is an anagram of nothing but Limbo!’. The audience now began to show interest.
‘Similarly in Christopher Nolan’s blockbuster "Inception", Limbo was a deep subconscious level where the human mind gets trapped forever!’
Upon gaining everyone’s attention back, Vishwas steered his speech back to his area. 'Similarly, the Limbo is described as a place where the souls of the dead were trapped. The teachings of Catholic Theology say that “The crucified one sojourned in the realm of the dead prior to his resurrection. But he descended there as Saviour, proclaiming the Good News to the spirits imprisoned there”. This means, after the Crucifixion of Jesus, his soul descended to Limbo from where he freed the souls imprisoned there and the souls finally entered the heaven. The Concept of Limbo is not limited only to Christianity. In Greek mythology, there is a realm where souls were trapped who had neither achieved Heaven nor damned to Hell. Similar resemblances are there in Islam and Zoroastrianism as well’.
Vishwas’s speech ended which was then followed by Q&A. Until the last minute of the event, Vishwas was expecting to see his son. But sometimes expectations only bring disappoint.
Peter was sitting in his study room in front of a 40 inch LED screen. He was on a video call with his superiors who were sitting on a different part of India. He was explaining them the current status of his latest project on which a huge amount of investment was done. Today, his investor had also joined the meeting for the first time.
Peter said, ‘Parallel universe, as you know, has been a curious topic among the scientists but has been least talked about’.
Vishwas and Maria reached home and saw Peter's study closed. But they could listen to his loud voice. They understood that he was in a video conference. Peter used to spend most of his time in his lab. Whenever he was in home; he was mostly occupied by these video calls. Vishwas and Maria by now had become used to their son's busy lifestyle.
‘That’s the reason he hasn’t come’, said Vishwas.
Maria put her hand on his husband’s shoulder to comfort him. They started their dinner as they knew Peter was not going to join them soon. Peter's voice was quite easily audible to them.
‘Parallel universes are not just any other universe comprising of galaxies and planets. They are born out of the existing universe. Many scientists and physicists have different theories. But my experiments are based on a particular theory’.
The people on the screen leaned forward to understand Peter.
Peter continued. ‘Let me explain you how these Parallel Universes are born. Ten years ago, my parents told me to prepare for medical exam but I chose to study engineering. Now, the moment I chose to study engineering, a parallel universe would have been created in which another self of me would have chosen medical and today he would be a successful Doctor in that universe. Similarly, at every point of life, there are two outcomes of a situation. What outcome will exist depends on upon what decision we make. What we experience is what option we chose, but there are other universes which would have born out of our universe, where the other outcomes also exist. Imagine a world where Dinosaurs are still walking on earth. Imagine a world where Hitler had become the ruler of the world’.
Peter smiled seeing the disbelief in the eyes of his investor. 'Sounds too fictional? But it won’t be a fiction anymore. The machine on which you have invested is capable of creating an Einstein-Rosen bridge, or simply a wormhole, which will connect our universe to a parallel universe. And I am going to present it to you within a matter of two days’.
The discussion ended after half an hour. Peter came out of his study and saw his parents were waiting for him after finishing the dinner.
Seeing Peter, Vishwas said, ‘Mr. Parallel universe, take out some time for your poor dad too’.
Peter, texting someone on the mobile, said, ‘Dad you know very well how busy I am running nowadays. Moreover, for a long time, we have had dinner together’.
Maria said, ‘Your dad is not talking about having dinner together. You didn't come to his event’.
Peter shifted his eyes from mobile to Maria and said, ‘Mom, you know I have no interest in anything related to religion or philosophy’.
‘It was about your dad. You could have come at least for your dad’, said Maria.
Vishwas waved his hands towards Maria indicating her not to prolong the argument.
‘I am more interested in discovering new lives in Parallel universe rather than listening to the inconsequential discussions on the realms of the dead- The Limbo’, said Peter sarcastically. He put the mobile phone back in his trouser pocket and grabbed his coat which was hanging on a chair. ‘I am going to the lab, will get late. Don't wait for me’. Peter hurried out of the house. Vishwas’s eyes followed him till he went out.
Maria sighed and was about to speak when Vishwas said, ‘I am Okay Maria. I understand he is a very busy. He has a humongous task to accomplish’.
Maria knew Vishwas was not trying to convince her. He was trying to convince himself.
After an hour, Peter reached the Delhi Underground Research Facility. It was a research laboratory constructed about 1500 meters below the ground level. The lab had been made recently at the Aravalli hill range of the southernmost edge of Delhi. The obsolete mines of this area were used to construct the facility. Peter reached in front of the huge iron gate of the facility. He scanned his identity card at the gate. The system opened the gate upon successful identification. Peter then took the elevator which took him to the underground facility. He rushed out of the elevator and entered the section of the lab where his assistant Manoj was waiting for him.
‘Everything ready?’, asked Peter, as he removed his coat.
‘As soon as you texted me sir’, replied Manoj.
Peter glanced at a circular compartment within the lab. There was a single wide glass window which offered an inner view of the lab. Peter could see the equipment kept inside. It took him five years to construct that equipment.
‘Why do you want to test the machine at this time, sir? You could have done it tomorrow morning’, asked Manoj.
Peter adjusted a few controls on the panel beside him and said, ‘This equipment is not completely risk-free. I don’t want to expose everyone here to a potential risk’.
Manoj stared at Peter questioningly.
Peter smiled, ‘Well Manoj, you were with me in this project right from the starting. That’s why I had called you. If you feel it is not safe for you to stay, you may leave’.
‘That’s not the case sir. I will stay here with you. I was just wondering how much you care for everyone else’.
Peter smiled and walked inside the circular chamber. The circular chamber had just one door to enter. It was a hydraulic door operated from the same panel. Inside the chamber, two capsule-shaped machines were fixed on the floor, ten meters apart from each other. Each machine had metallic claws fixed at the top. Peter stood in between the two machines.
‘Can you hear me Manoj?’, asked Peter.
‘Loud and clear’, Manoj's voice came out of a speaker.
‘Cool. Let’s start then. Switch on the machine’.
Manoj pushed a green button on the control panel. Beside the button was a silver colored knob. On the surface of the panel, markings were made along with the circumference of the knob. On the left end of the marking was written “Min” while on the right side where the markings ended, “Max” was written. Manoj rotated the knob slowly. As Manoj rotated the knob, the claws fixed on the machines began to rotate.
‘No hurry Manoj. Increase the RPM gradually. The smoothly the RPM increases, the more the chances of opening of the wormhole’, instructed Peter.
The knob had now reached mid-way. The claws were now rotating rapidly. Peter noticed tiny sparks began to generate at the center of the claws. The machines were roaring loudly. ‘The sparking has begun Manoj’. Peter had to shout to make his voice audible to Manoj.
‘Shall I increase the RPM?’, asked Manoj.
As Manoj continued to turn the knob towards “Max”, the sparks on both the claws grew bigger. The entire chamber was ablaze with the flashes of sparks. After a moment, Manoj couldn’t see anything. But he could clearly hear the daunting sound of machines.
‘Sir I sense some danger here. Shall we continue?’, shouted Manoj.
Peter heard Manoj’s voice but his mind was occupied by what he was seeing inside the chamber. He was staring at the sparks on both sides which were growing huge. His heart was beating fiercely with both excitement and fear. He noticed that the machines had begun to vibrate. Soon, the machines were shaking terribly. He realized that the machines could any time go out of control. There could be a serious explosion as well. The fear was now overpowering Peter’s excitement. He thought to stop the machine. But if he would, the experiment would be a failure. He had to wait for the wormhole to open; if at all his machine was capable of opening one. He had spent years in making this machine. His superiors had shown immense trust in him. His investor had flown a lot of money into this project.
Peter shouted back, ‘We have to Manoj! Stopping at this stage means a failure’.
Though Peter instructed Manoj to continue, he could also see the danger lying ahead. The machines were trembling ferociously. The machines were threatening to get uprooted from the floor at any moment. The explosion seemed inevitable. It could surely take his life. He was vacillating between the two decisions: whether to stop the experiment or continue ahead. He knew from the beginning that this experiment had a risk involved in it. The outcome of this experiment was revolutionary which could not be actualized without taking the risk. But again what would happen if the experiment doesn’t succeed. He would lose his life. A shiver ran down his spine when he imagined about his death. How would his family cope up with his death? How his mother was going to deal with that situation? He couldn't bring this pain and agony to his family. He finally made the decision.
He screamed, ‘Manoj. Shut down the machine!’
Peter’s voice, along with the vibrations of machine, reached up to Manoj through the speakers. He immediately turned the knob to “Min” and pushed the RED button to stop the machine. He waited for the machine to slow down. Much to his surprise, it did not. Manoj pushed the kill button again but the machine did not stop. The machines were still roaring intimidatingly. He began to smack the button repeatedly. But the machine did not stop. He then tried to open the hydraulic door of the circular chamber so that Peter could come out of it. But the button which controlled the door was also not working. Suddenly, an explosion occurred inside the chamber, disintegrating the glass window into pieces. He ducked to save himself from the darting glass pieces.
After everything calmed down, Manoj got up. The lab was filled with the white smoke. Through the smoke, he walked towards the broken glass window. He could see the broken machines. He jumped through the wide window and entered the chamber. The two capsules were lying on the ground, half broken. The claws were also scattered at a distance. He Prayed to God for Peter’s safety. But he was astonished to find that there was no Peter inside the chamber.
Peter opened his eyes gradually. It was dark and Smokey. He was lying against a wall. His body was paining awfully. He understood that the explosion might have thrown him away and he would have banged on the wall. He observed the surroundings. He was in the same circular chamber. He noticed the broken capsules and claws were lying on the ground. He then found a body lying on the floor but he could not able to see its face, as the body was facing down. He was frightened to see the body. There was no one else in the chamber. Only Manoj was present at this time but that too outside the chamber.
Had he came inside during the explosion? thought Peter, as he walked towards the body worriedly. He turned the body to see its face. As he saw the face, his heartbeats shot up by multiple folds. He stepped back instantly with horror. His legs were quivering. As he moved two steps backward, he fell on the ground. The dead body was him!
Oh God! What is this? How is it possible?
He ran up to the hydraulic door but it was closed. He then saw the wide glass window was broken. He jumped out of the window and saw there was no one in the lab.
‘MANOJ!’, Peter called Manoj. But there was no response. He called Manoj repeatedly. But he was all alone there.
It was dark outside. He could barely see anything. He ran towards the exit door. There was no Exit door! The lab was enclosed from all side with walls.
What is this place?, thought Peter, Panting.
Suddenly he remembered his father’s words. His father was once discussing with a professor when he was preparing for his speech on Limbo: "The crucified one sojourned in the realm of the dead prior to his resurrection".
Peter’s eyes widened as he remembered his father’s words. He turned to see his dead corpse lying inside the chamber.
Am I in the realm of the dead? Am I in the Limbo?
People began to gather at Peter's house the next morning. Manoj had immediately informed security and his superiors about the accident last night. Peter's disappearance was shocking and incomprehensible to everyone. Finally, they came to the conclusion that an immense heat from the sparks would have vaporized entire body of Peter.
Maria was crying miserably. Her relatives were trying to console her. The loss of a young son was a disaster for the family. She couldn't even get to see the dead body of her son. She had almost lost her sanity. Vishwas was sitting in the living room, staring into the distance. His face was deprived of any expression. There was so much he wanted to say to his son. He wanted to express his disappointment when his son had not attended his event. He wanted to tell how much he missed his son when he used to remain in the lab for days. He wanted to show him how much he loved and cared for him. But he could never get to do all these ever. He had to die with this regret. Tears welled up in his eyes and finally made its way out. His face was still blank.
Peter was sitting on the circular chamber floor hopelessly. He was staring at the ceiling but his mind was wandering randomly in the past.
Mr. Parallel universe, take out some time for your poor dad too. Peter remembered his father's words. He hadn't even looked at his father when he responded. I am more interested in discovering new life in Parallel universe rather than listening to the inconsequential discussion on the realms of the dead- The Limbo. How rude he was to his parents. He desperately wanted to go back and hug his father and mother. Apologize for ignoring them and hurting them. He closed his eyes in pain and regret. But he knew regret won't reverse the things. He had lost his family now.
Please help me, God. Please get me back to my parents.
Human beings realize the true value of something only when they lose it. And when they lose all hope in their life, the only thing they can turn to is God! That's why despite a fast paced progress in Science, people still have a firm faith in God.
People by now began to retreat. Maria was still inconsolable. Vishwas, on the other hand, had not spoken a word since morning. Manoj came from behind and put his hand on Vishwas's shoulder, 'Luck was not on Peter's side'. Manoj's voice choked with emotions. Vishwas did not pay much attention to Manoj.
Manoj continued. 'Till the last moment, he was indecisive of going ahead with the experiment or aborting it. Finally, he chose to stop the machine'.
A thought struck on Vishwas's mind as soon as he heard the last sentence Manoj had just said.
At every point of life, there are two outcomes of a situation. What outcome will exist depends on upon what decision we make. What we experience is what option we chose, but there are other universes which would have born out of our universe, where the other outcomes also exist. Peter's voice echoed inside Vishwas's mind. Vishwas recalled Peter's video call discussion about Parallel Universe.
Manoj, on the other hand, continued. 'But it was his bad luck that the machine did not stop. I tried everything'.
'He chose to abort the experiment. He chose to abort the experiment', Vishwas murmured.
'Uncle?', said Manoj.
Vishwas looked at Manoj and said, 'He chose to abort the experiment. So, he shouldn't have died. The outcome of his decision should be life, not death!'
Manoj feared that Peter's death had psychologically impacted his father.
'Uncle we have to be strong. I know it’s not easy. But we have to accept the truth', said Manoj worriedly.
Vishwas ignored Manoj and said, 'Peter himself had said that the moment we chose one option, a parallel universe is created were the other option also exists. If Peter had chosen to not to continue the experiment, he should have lived in this universe and another universe would have been created where the other outcome also exists which is his death'.
'Uncle I don’t understand at all what are you saying!'. Manoj was finding it annoying now.
Vishwas stood up, 'He shouldn't have died. The moment he chose to abort the experiment, another universe would have been created. But the machine did not stop. It was not a bad luck. It was a Natural Exception!
'Natural Exception?', Manoj was absolutely confused.
'Yes. Good Luck or Bad Luck is nothing but an Exception in nature. You switched the machine off but it did not. Why? Because it was an exception created by Nature. The Natural Anomaly. Due to this anomaly, the machine continued to operate it would have opened the wormhole. Yes! The wormhole would have transported him from our universe to the Parallel universe. He would be still alive there!'
Manoj was getting anxious by now. He thought that Vishwas lost his mind completely.
'We can save him. We can save him Manoj. Take me to the lab!'
'Uncle I think we need to discuss. Peter's death has deeply impacted you..'
'TAKE ME TO THE LAB MANOJ', shouted Vishwas.
'Okay', said a frightened Manoj.
Manoj took Vishwas to the underground lab. The lab was sealed after the accident. But Manoj managed to access the lab, as he was the one who had made the lab along with Peter. Vishwas was sure that Peter had been transported to a Parallel Universe. He thought that he could still bring Peter back. And the only thing which could make it possible is Science, the same machine which was used to open the wormhole.
The machines had been broken and non-operational. Vishwas asked Manoj to restore the machines to operation. The control panel was, fortunately, operational. The only problem was with the machine setup inside the circular chamber. Manoj examined the machines and claws and found that it can be fixed.
'What do you exactly want to do?', asked Manoj, as he connected the wiring beneath the chamber floor to the machine.
Vishwas was helping Manoj by fixing the second machine. 'Open the wormhole so that I can travel to the Parallel universe. We have to recreate the circumstances in which Peter had disappeared'.
'Creating same circumstances means you have to continue the experiment till the explosion. If you chose to abort, the experiment will stop, the wormhole will close down. We are not sure that natural exception will occur every time. And if you chose to continue, you will die here. And if you say that you will die here but another you would live in a parallel universe, then I am not going to take that risk!'
'We don’t have to take that risk Manoj', said Vishwas, as he raised the machine upright. 'These complexities will occur only if I have to choose between two options. But I don't have two options available here. My decision is clear. Do not abort the experiment'.
'Then you will die!', Manoj left the machine and stood up.
'That’s where the Artificial exception would come into play!'
'Artificial exception?', Manoj was puzzled.
'Yes! We will create an exception. I will be waiting for the wormhole to open'.
Manoj cut Vishwas mid-sentence, 'But the very next second the machine will explode!'
'Exactly! And at that very second, you will shut down the machine and at that very second, I will plunge into the wormhole!', said Vishwas with gleaming eyes.
'That's too dangerous!'
'I am ready to take any amount of risk to bring back my son. Let’s start!', said Vishwas, as he fixed the claw on the machine.
After the machines had been successfully assembled, Manoj took his place near the control panel while Vishwas stood in between the machines. Manoj switched the machine on and as per the procedure, increased the RPM of the claws gradually. The sparks began to produce at the center of the claws and gradually began to lengthen. The flashes of sparks soon engulfed the chamber and machines started to shake. Manoj realized that he was nearing that moment when he had to switch the machine off.
Vishwas, inside the chamber, had his eyes fixed at the center of the machine where the wormhole was expected to appear. The machines were trembling terribly. But he was determined to travel through the wormhole. The fixings of the machine on the floor were threatening to give up. Still there was no sign of a wormhole. The machines were now almost oscillating. Suddenly, Vishwas saw a small sphere begin to appear at the center of the two machines where he was standing. The sphere quickly grew up to his size.
'Yes!', shouted Vishwas.
The machines were about to explode when Manoj slammed the RED button on the control panel. The claws slowed down. Just at that moment, Vishwas plunged into the wormhole.
The machine stopped and calmed down. The sparks disappeared. Through the broken window, Manoj looked inside the chamber. The machines were intact but there was no Vishwas. He was not sure if Vishwas had successfully got into the wormhole. But he prayed to God for Vishwas's safety.
Vishwas saw nothing but flashes of sparks around him. The gravitational force seemed to be increased by multiple folds. He was getting pulled inside the wormhole rapidly. After a few moments, his body threw out of the wormhole and banged on a solid floor.
'Ahhh!', Vishwas groaned with pain. His spectacles had fallen off from his face. He picked up his spectacles and put it back on his face. As his vision got cleared, he realized that he was still in the circular chamber. He focused his gaze on the far end of the chamber. He saw an astonished and open-mouthed Peter at the other end.
Both stood at their respective place for a moment before they absorbed what they were seeing. Peter ran towards and Vishwas and hugged him.
'I missed you so much Dad! I missed Mom so much!', said Peter.
Vishwas hugged him back, 'I missed you too my son. I am here to take you back to our Universe. Let’s go back to our world. I can't explain what your mom is going through right now'.
Peter then showed him his dead body and also the lab which was a dead end. Vishwas was not expecting the Parallel Universe to be a dead end.
Peter said, 'You were right Dad! The Limbo exists!'
Vishwas frowned. 'But I thought it was a Parallel universe. And it is the theory of Parallel Universe, which you were explaining to your seniors, has brought me here!', said Vishwas and narrated him how, with the help of Manoj, he traveled through wormhole up to this place.
Peter's eyes widened as he realized something, 'Limbo and Parallel universe are nothing but same thing!'
'What?', Vishwas exclaimed. There was more of a surprise than the question in Vishwas's "What".
'Yes! When we chose one option out of the two available options, we experience the outcome of the option we have chosen. But there would have been other option existed in a Parallel Universe. This was what I believed. And I was correct but only to an extent. The other option do exists, but only in the Limbo!'
Vishwas digested what Peter had explained and said, 'That means the outcome of the option we chose continues to exist in our universe but the other outcome has no chance of flourishing. The other outcome gets trapped in the Limbo'.
'Correct! Like in my case, the option which I had not chosen which was continuing the experiment would have leaded me to death. But I hadn't chosen that option so I lived. But the other outcome, which was my death, now exists only in the Limbo'.
'And because the wormhole had open, you got transported to The Limbo'.
'It seems so. But the question now is: How can we travel back to our world?'
Vishwas eyeballed the broken machines lying on the floor and said, 'The same way I had come here!'
'But it is not possible here. As you said, Manoj had switched the machine off just before the moment it was about to explode. We don't have anyone who can do it here!', said Peter.
Vishwas shook his head and headed towards the broken machine. He lifted the capsule and stood it upright. 'We have no other option. We have to start the machine and wait for the wormhole to open'.
'What if the explosion would occur before the wormhole opens?', said Peter, as he lifted the other capsule.
'We have to take this risk. Anyhow, I have travelled so far to take you and we would die anyway if we stay here', said Vishwas, as he finished the installation which he had learnt from Manoj. Peter, on the other hand, too fixed the machine and claws.
Peter strode outside the chamber and checked the control panel. It was working. He wondered how it was working in this dead place. He then looked at his father for final approval.
'Go ahead son!'
Peter switched the machine on and rotated the knob moderately. The claws began to rotate. As the knob reached the "Max", he rushed into the chamber. Expectedly, the machines began to tremble and the sparks began to flash. Still there was no sign of the wormhole. The machines were now thundering. It seemed that this time the explosion would occur before the wormhole appears. Vishwas and Peter closed their eyes and prayed to God. A ray of hope appeared when they noticed that a minute wormhole began to form at the center. It was growing but at a very slow pace. But the machines were giving up. Vishwas remembered this was the moment when Manoj had switched the machine off. But now, they did not have anyone to do that. If the machine continued to operate, it would explode by the time the wormhole grew big enough for them to dive into it. It seemed the end. They closed their eyes, waiting for the explosion to take their life. Suddenly, Peter noticed that the thudding of machines on the floor was slowing down. After a few seconds, he realized that the claws were now rotating slowly.
'Dad! The machine has gone off', shouted Peter.
Vishwas opened his eyes and realized it was true.
Peter held Vishwas's hand. 'C'mon Dad what are you thinking!'. Along with his father, Peter leaped into the wormhole. After a few moments, both emerged out of the wormhole and banged on the ground. Peter recollected himself and stood up clumsily. He saw a frightened Manoj staring at both of them.
'YES! We did it', shouted Peter in excitement and gave his hand to his father to help him to stand up.
The fear on Manoj's face had now replaced by the smile. He ran towards the father and son and embraced them.
'Thank God Peter. You are back!', said Manoj.
'I am here because of my Dad! He saved my life', said Peter and turned towards his father, 'However, It was our good luck that the machine had stopped by itself. Otherwise, we would have killed there at the Limbo itself'.
'Good luck or bad luck is nothing but an exception in nature', Manoj repeated Vishwas's word.
Vishwas smiled and said, 'Yes. It was a Natural Exception'.
Peter looked at the machines for a moment. Something was swirling in his mind.
‘What happened son?’, asked Vishwas.
Peter, still staring at the machines, said, 'A Natural Exception or A Divine intervention?'
Vishwas and Manoj looked at Peter questioningly.
Peter turned towards them. 'The crucified one sojourned in the realm of the dead prior to his resurrection. But he descended there as Saviour, proclaiming the Good News to the spirits imprisoned there!' Peter recited the words from Catholic teachings.