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gate was changing shape, the southernmost side stretching as if giving birth.
“Everyone ready!” Nagoya yelled. His assistants bustled; making sure their gear was tracking correctly. They all watch as a circle separated from the triangle and began moving southward picking up speed.
“Just like the sphere from the Bermuda gate.” Ahana finally said.
*****
In the War Room, Dane looked up as Foreman activated a screen that relayed what was being picked up by Nagoya’s people in Japan.
“We have activity from the Devil’s Sea gate,” The CIA man announced.
They could all clearly see the sphere of muonic activity moving southward.
“What’s it going for?” Dane asked.
“Our probe,” Foreman said.
The secretary of defense and chairman of the Joint Chiefs rushed out to the main operations center, leaving Foreman alone in the conference room.
“Do they know they’re bait?” Dane asked.
“They know enough to do the mission,” Foreman said.
*****
On Deepflight , Gann and Murphy were completely unaware of the sphere coming toward them. The bottom of the Challenger Deep was thirteen hundred meters below when Murphy noticed an anomaly on the radar screen.
“Captain, check the side-looking radar.”
Gann looked at the screen and saw what had grabbed his partner’s attention. The bounce back from the north wall had suddenly become totally smooth. Gann immediately stopped their descent.
“Distance to bottom?” Gann asked.
“Twelve hundred meters.”
“Let’s take a look.” Gann goosed the propellers, guiding them toward the north face. “External lights on.”
Murphy flipped on the switch activating the powerful searchlights mounted on the top and bottom of the submersible.
“Cameras on,” Gann ordered.
The video monitors flickered, and then came alive, showing the glow of lights but nothing else.
“Range to the north wall?” Gann asked.
“Four hundred meters.”
“What do you think it is?”
‘Either the most perfect underwater geological formation that ever occurred or somebody built something down here,” Murphy answered.
“At eleven thousand meters?”
‘I’m just telling you what the data indicates.”
“Range to wall?”
‘Three hundred meters.”
*****
The largest man-made underwater craft is the Russian Typhoon class submarine, which is one hundred seventy-one meters long, just shy of two football fields in length, and which displaces twenty-six thousand, five hundred tons. The back sphere that was heading toward the Challenger Deep dwarfed even a Typhoon, being almost seven hundred meters in diameter. It was not only larger than any man-made moving object; it was larger than most man-made stationary objects, including the Great Pyramid.
It also moved faster than any man-made submersible, punching through the ocean at eighty knots.
*****
“Fifty meters,” Murphy warned, and Gann slowed Deepflight to a crawl.
As Murphy watched the radar screens, Gann shifted his attention to the video monitors.
“Forty. Thirty. Twenty.”
Gann bought them to a dead halt. “Look,” he said to Murphy.
Directly in front of them the rock wall on the North Side of the Deep gave way to a smooth, gray surface. The edge of the gray curved slightly downward.
“Do a down scan along the wall,” Gann ordered.
Murphy did so and whistled. “We’ve got a perfectly round, flat wall in front of us, over a half mile in diameter.”
“So what is it?”
*****
In the War Room, Dane saw the image relayed from Deepflight ’s camera and could have answered Captain Gann’s question. What was on screen was exactly like the doorway they had discovered in the Milwaukee Deep off the coast of Puerto Rico, which led to a large chamber where all the craft lost in the Bermuda Triangle had been stored. His gaze shifted from the image to the display showing the large sphere that had left the Devil’s Sea gate, closing on the Challenger Deep. He got up and walked up to Foreman.
“Are you
“Everyone ready!” Nagoya yelled. His assistants bustled; making sure their gear was tracking correctly. They all watch as a circle separated from the triangle and began moving southward picking up speed.
“Just like the sphere from the Bermuda gate.” Ahana finally said.
*****
In the War Room, Dane looked up as Foreman activated a screen that relayed what was being picked up by Nagoya’s people in Japan.
“We have activity from the Devil’s Sea gate,” The CIA man announced.
They could all clearly see the sphere of muonic activity moving southward.
“What’s it going for?” Dane asked.
“Our probe,” Foreman said.
The secretary of defense and chairman of the Joint Chiefs rushed out to the main operations center, leaving Foreman alone in the conference room.
“Do they know they’re bait?” Dane asked.
“They know enough to do the mission,” Foreman said.
*****
On Deepflight , Gann and Murphy were completely unaware of the sphere coming toward them. The bottom of the Challenger Deep was thirteen hundred meters below when Murphy noticed an anomaly on the radar screen.
“Captain, check the side-looking radar.”
Gann looked at the screen and saw what had grabbed his partner’s attention. The bounce back from the north wall had suddenly become totally smooth. Gann immediately stopped their descent.
“Distance to bottom?” Gann asked.
“Twelve hundred meters.”
“Let’s take a look.” Gann goosed the propellers, guiding them toward the north face. “External lights on.”
Murphy flipped on the switch activating the powerful searchlights mounted on the top and bottom of the submersible.
“Cameras on,” Gann ordered.
The video monitors flickered, and then came alive, showing the glow of lights but nothing else.
“Range to the north wall?” Gann asked.
“Four hundred meters.”
“What do you think it is?”
‘Either the most perfect underwater geological formation that ever occurred or somebody built something down here,” Murphy answered.
“At eleven thousand meters?”
‘I’m just telling you what the data indicates.”
“Range to wall?”
‘Three hundred meters.”
*****
The largest man-made underwater craft is the Russian Typhoon class submarine, which is one hundred seventy-one meters long, just shy of two football fields in length, and which displaces twenty-six thousand, five hundred tons. The back sphere that was heading toward the Challenger Deep dwarfed even a Typhoon, being almost seven hundred meters in diameter. It was not only larger than any man-made moving object; it was larger than most man-made stationary objects, including the Great Pyramid.
It also moved faster than any man-made submersible, punching through the ocean at eighty knots.
*****
“Fifty meters,” Murphy warned, and Gann slowed Deepflight to a crawl.
As Murphy watched the radar screens, Gann shifted his attention to the video monitors.
“Forty. Thirty. Twenty.”
Gann bought them to a dead halt. “Look,” he said to Murphy.
Directly in front of them the rock wall on the North Side of the Deep gave way to a smooth, gray surface. The edge of the gray curved slightly downward.
“Do a down scan along the wall,” Gann ordered.
Murphy did so and whistled. “We’ve got a perfectly round, flat wall in front of us, over a half mile in diameter.”
“So what is it?”
*****
In the War Room, Dane saw the image relayed from Deepflight ’s camera and could have answered Captain Gann’s question. What was on screen was exactly like the doorway they had discovered in the Milwaukee Deep off the coast of Puerto Rico, which led to a large chamber where all the craft lost in the Bermuda Triangle had been stored. His gaze shifted from the image to the display showing the large sphere that had left the Devil’s Sea gate, closing on the Challenger Deep. He got up and walked up to Foreman.
“Are you
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