Star Revelations

Gabe’s mind was drawn into a voice that emanated from the pinecone yet was all around him. As soon as he heard the words, he knew it was Diana Star, but wondered if the others were hearing this too.

“I’ve come from your future.” Her voice was friendly, yet firm. “From another world like this one, but many earth years ahead of you. We have a message for you to heed.

“The bifurcation of your world has begun, control and fear or love and freedom. Dystopia or Utopia. Your choice.

“We once faced the same choices you must now make. The same choices that, had we not made them, would have resulted in the complete loss of our freedom and annihilation from the same forces that left our world and came to yours.

“Those of you who are ready will understand.

“Stop the hypocrisy inside and out. It is rampant everywhere and with everyone. Hypocrisy makes you weak and is preventing you and your world from evolving.

“Your power is within. You are sovereign and can rule yourselves.

“It is paramount that you raise your vibration through meditation. Find the place in the center of your head where this pinecone of light is located and go there as much as you can and find your way out.

“Use it to discern the truth and protect you amidst your quiet war of deception.

“The way out is within.

“Have faith. More communications will follow.

“Now step forward towards us and to your new future.

“We are Secret Transmissions Allied Response.”

A gasp rippled through the people, the gasp becoming louder, gaining strength until it became a loud rumble, distracting Gabe and pulling him away from the telepathic connection.

Arms pointed upward, toward the same spot in the sky.

Brock brought his hands up to shade his eyes. Two dots streaked toward the crowd. They shot over the valley, zigzagging despite their impossibly high speed. The two flying craft were circular and certainly UFOs. But with Diana?

The crowd shied from whatever they were.

The first, then the second disk darted overheard. They were metallic and fifty feet in diameter.

The disks raced at high speed over the crowd, losing height with every orbit over the knoll, the sun glinting off their edges, so they appeared as menacing as spinning blades.

Off to the side, Anya Sullivan and a battery of video cameras were broadcasting the event. Diana’s hope of reaching the world had arrived unexpectedly.