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Authors: Robert Doherty
Tags: Fiction, Literary, General, Science-Fiction, Historical, Fantasy, Espionage, High Tech, Unidentified flying objects, Space ships, Nellis Air Force Base (Nev.), Area 51 Region (Nev.)
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rune writing etched on it and Turcotte imagined that once it was powered up, more rune writing would appear, pointing to various controls that could be activated with just a touch on the surface. He wished Nabinger were here to give them an idea what they were looking at.
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"This"—Duncan was pointing at the panel— "controls that"—she pointed at the ruby sphere.
"And what does that do?" Spearson asked.
Duncan was looking about the great cavern. "I'm not too sure what more it can do, but I do believe it might have done this." Her hands were spread wide taking in the space they were in.
"That thing blasted this out?" Spearson was incredulous.
"Something made this cavern," Duncan said. "It isn't a natural formation. The Airlia had technology beyond our imaginings, so I think it's safe to say something of theirs made this cavern. And the Terra-Lei people spent a lot of years down here trying to figure this out. Now we know why they never moved this to South Africa."
"They couldn't move it," Turcotte agreed. "That metal in those poles took the guys at Area 51 over fifty years to get through, and then only after they were taken over by the rebel guardian and given the information needed."
"And the South Africans must have been scared of what they were working on,"
Duncan added.
"Scared?" Colonel Spearson repeated.
"They killed all their own people," Turcotte noted. "The guys we fought upstairs were just mercenaries who I'm willing to bet don't have a clue who really hired them or what was in here."
Spearson was looking about. "Why do you think it's here? Over a crack in the Earth's crust?"
"It picks up thermal energy?" Turcotte suggested.
Duncan didn't appear to hear him. "I think I've
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just figured out what this is and I think they did too. And they had sixteen years to sit here and look at it. No wonder they were scared."
"What is it?" Turcotte asked.
Duncan was staring over the massive crevice in the Earth at the ruby sphere.
"I think it's a Doomsday device set there to destroy the planet."
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Chapter 5
The command center for the United Nations Alien Oversight Committee, or UNAOC, as it was being referred to, on Easter Island was set inside four connected communications vans that had been flown in from the mainland aboard a massive C-5 cargo plane. Two of the vans retained their original function, connecting Easter Island UNAOC with New York UNAOC. The other two had had the connecting wall removed and now housed banks of computers, a large display screen along the front wall, and several desks where the ranking members sat.
Peter Nabinger had spent many hours inside the command center. There were live television feeds to the cavern below the volcano that housed the guardian computer. He always felt a strange sensation slither up his spine each time he looked at those screens and saw the large golden pyramid. He'd gone down to the cavern several times, attempting to reestablish his mental communication with it, but to no avail.
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Today, though, he was in the CC for a different reason. The director of operations for UNAOC on the island had called him in for a conference meeting with the main UNAOC council in New York. The purpose of the meeting had not been disclosed.
Nabinger hated video conferencing. He felt strange sitting in front of a computer screen that showed him the others in the conference and having to look into the small camera on top of the screen that beamed his image to them.
As he took his seat, the man who had called him in took the seat to his left.
Gunfield Gronad was the ranking representative from UNAOC on Easter Island, and Nabinger knew that so far his tour of duty had been one large bust. The guardian was still inactive, there was no more information flowing, and the world media, not to mention UNAOC headquarters, were less than pleased. Nabinger felt sorry for the young Norwegian, who had to report failure even though they had no control over the
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"This"—Duncan was pointing at the panel— "controls that"—she pointed at the ruby sphere.
"And what does that do?" Spearson asked.
Duncan was looking about the great cavern. "I'm not too sure what more it can do, but I do believe it might have done this." Her hands were spread wide taking in the space they were in.
"That thing blasted this out?" Spearson was incredulous.
"Something made this cavern," Duncan said. "It isn't a natural formation. The Airlia had technology beyond our imaginings, so I think it's safe to say something of theirs made this cavern. And the Terra-Lei people spent a lot of years down here trying to figure this out. Now we know why they never moved this to South Africa."
"They couldn't move it," Turcotte agreed. "That metal in those poles took the guys at Area 51 over fifty years to get through, and then only after they were taken over by the rebel guardian and given the information needed."
"And the South Africans must have been scared of what they were working on,"
Duncan added.
"Scared?" Colonel Spearson repeated.
"They killed all their own people," Turcotte noted. "The guys we fought upstairs were just mercenaries who I'm willing to bet don't have a clue who really hired them or what was in here."
Spearson was looking about. "Why do you think it's here? Over a crack in the Earth's crust?"
"It picks up thermal energy?" Turcotte suggested.
Duncan didn't appear to hear him. "I think I've
69
just figured out what this is and I think they did too. And they had sixteen years to sit here and look at it. No wonder they were scared."
"What is it?" Turcotte asked.
Duncan was staring over the massive crevice in the Earth at the ruby sphere.
"I think it's a Doomsday device set there to destroy the planet."
70
Chapter 5
The command center for the United Nations Alien Oversight Committee, or UNAOC, as it was being referred to, on Easter Island was set inside four connected communications vans that had been flown in from the mainland aboard a massive C-5 cargo plane. Two of the vans retained their original function, connecting Easter Island UNAOC with New York UNAOC. The other two had had the connecting wall removed and now housed banks of computers, a large display screen along the front wall, and several desks where the ranking members sat.
Peter Nabinger had spent many hours inside the command center. There were live television feeds to the cavern below the volcano that housed the guardian computer. He always felt a strange sensation slither up his spine each time he looked at those screens and saw the large golden pyramid. He'd gone down to the cavern several times, attempting to reestablish his mental communication with it, but to no avail.
71
Today, though, he was in the CC for a different reason. The director of operations for UNAOC on the island had called him in for a conference meeting with the main UNAOC council in New York. The purpose of the meeting had not been disclosed.
Nabinger hated video conferencing. He felt strange sitting in front of a computer screen that showed him the others in the conference and having to look into the small camera on top of the screen that beamed his image to them.
As he took his seat, the man who had called him in took the seat to his left.
Gunfield Gronad was the ranking representative from UNAOC on Easter Island, and Nabinger knew that so far his tour of duty had been one large bust. The guardian was still inactive, there was no more information flowing, and the world media, not to mention UNAOC headquarters, were less than pleased. Nabinger felt sorry for the young Norwegian, who had to report failure even though they had no control over the
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