Chapter
13
A Serialized Story of the
Not So Distant Future
April 30, 2005
Part Twenty Five
Having made his commitment Sam walked through the computer consoles forcing himself to damage the equipment. He must have actually momentarily contacted a power source because a huge shock went through his body, and the console he was passing through shorted out with a puff of ozone.
With the shock came a flood of images, every event of the last ten years was suddenly there in Sam's mind. He had been extremely active with the members of Chapter 13: Everything from distracting border guards while draft dodgers fled into Canada to activating a faulty sprinkler system while Rose helped lead children out of a burning school.
Sam felt whole now, sure of himself and his place in both the physical and non-physical worlds. He also learned about the main opposition to the efforts of Chapter 13, a man named Jerimiah Wood who was more commonly known as the Prophet.
"He's a religious fundamentalist with a gift for precognition." Pamela explained. "He's very old now, but he's been the power behind the throne so to speak for the last 40 years or so." As Pamela spoke, Peter created an image of the man.
"He's very well guarded, he has a mansion in Virginia and more layers of security than Camp David. He's not allowed to leave, nor does he wish to. He believes feverently in one goal: To bring about the end times and the return of Jesus Christ."
"You're kidding me?" Sam said.
"I wish I were. He is a gifted psychic, and he has seen you, Sam. He has labeled you as the anti-Christ. If anyone ever associates you with his visions, your physical self could be in a lot of trouble." Pam said
"Is there anything I can do?"
"You might consider dying your hair."
"I'll think about it." Sam said.
"Sam, I don't know whether or not the return of Jesus is possible, but I do know that these guys are actively trying to bring about the opening of the Seven Seals in Revelations.
"I'm afraid that I'm not up on Revelations." Sam said.
"To be honest," Pam said, "I wasn't either, the Bible isn't really my thing; but I've read this gibberish to get a better understanding of what these psychos are up to. Right now, they're working on creating a mass epidemic to activate the pestilence portion of the prophecy. I'm trying to get a location on them but it's difficult. There's more killer bugs stored around this country than I even want to think about."
"What about Sedna?"
"She tells us what she can, but even channeled sources aren't infallible. Chances are, they're more concerned with making themselves immune more than anything else; otherwise they would be just as much at risk as the rest of us."
"Good point." Sam said.
"But it makes it harder to find." Pam said, "I can tune in on certain things, like the location of a person or a place, if I know what I'm looking for; but I don't know which disease they intend on releasing or which one they are creating themselves an immunity for, so I'm stuck."
"Have you seen this disease released?"
"I've seen a jumble of images, none of them are definite enough yet. The symptoms are varied and none of us here are doctors."
Sam started to feel uncomfortable, he realized that his body was pulling him back. "I have to go," he said, "something's waking me up."
Pam said something, but she was already fading from Sam's sight. There was that weird roaring sound and he gasped a bit, as he awoke.
"Sam!" It was Martha's voice, she sounded impatient.
"Yeah Mom, what is it?"
"It's about time, I was starting to worry. It's almost 10:30 you know."
"Oh, sorry. I think I tried to do too much yesterday, I was just exhausted."
"Well you take it easy today then."
Sure Mom." Sam wasn't joking about being exhausted, as he got out of bed, every muscle in his body felt achy. He didn't mind though, he remembered everything that he had experienced the night before, and he felt like his life had purpose again.
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