Teal Dissociated

By Clabe Polk

Everyone thought Devon Traxler died along with the crew of her hovercraft.

Imagine their surprise when she washed up on the Teal Colony’s pristine beach...pregnant. With no rational explanation for the pregnancy.

Imagine their surprise to discover a planet teeming with individual cells that function as one worldwide organism...a genetic Rubik’s Cube.

Imagine their surprise to learn Traxler’s pregnancy is related to their discovery.

Now, imagine the profound implications for the human race.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Clabe Polk
• Release date: Oct 30, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463186022

Clabe Polk

CLABE POLK is into a second career as a writer of fiction. So far, he has written four novels, three novellas, several short stories, and has a couple of other novels in process. He is a lifelong reader with a great variety of life experience.With a background in biology and natural sciences, Mr. Polk has more than thirty-seven years in professional environmental protection program management and law enforcement.He lives in Powder Springs, Georgia with his wife, two daughters, and the family’s Cockapoo named Annie.

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Teal Dissociated

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Clabe Polk

Teal Dissociated is entirely a work of fiction. All events, characters, actions and events are products of the author’s imagination and any resemblance to actual events, activities, locations, organizations, or persons either living or dead are purely coincidental. Locations and organizations are sometimes used in a fictitious manner to establish conditions, setting, and orientation for the story, however, these locations and organizations have no actual association with events in the story.

Copyright © 2017 by Clabe R. Polk. All rights reserved.

Except as permitted by the U.S. Copyright Act of 1976 (Title 17, United States Code, as amended), no part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed or transmitted in any form or by any means, or stored in a database or information retrieval system without the written permission of the author.

Published by Clabe R. Polk

Powder Springs, GA

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TEAL DISSOCIATED

Devon Traxler loved oceans. The dynamic extremes of the tides and currents of the oceans of Earth excited her; one moment, she savored the soul-soothing peace of brilliant summer sunsets, the next…she thrilled to their life-threatening fury. A newcomer to Teal, a planet named for the unique blue green color of its seas, she was equally impressed with their calm placidity; their deep mysterious waters and strange nighttime iridescence.

An odd planet of juxtaposed moons, circling the smaller of two stars wobbling around each other like drunken sailors, Teal occupied a narrow, tenuous, but nearly perfect Goldilocks Zone. Tealean seas showed none of the tempestuous restlessness of Earth’s seas. Traxler came to Teal to learn why.

Hovercraft HC-1 streaked across the mirror surface of the northern Tealean Ocean toward coordinates preset in its Teal Multifunctional Synchronous Satellite (TMSS) navigation system.

Two minutes out from sample station 1, Captain MacPherson reported, Are your sonobuoys ready to deploy?

Yes…buoy one’s ready, Traxler replied watching the TMSS navigation screen. She knew MacPherson wouldn’t stop; the hovercraft would pass through the coordinates and she would need to time the release of the sonobuoy perfectly.

Coming up on the coordinates, MacPherson said, on my mark…3, 2, 1…mark!

Traxler punched the button launching the sonobuoy, the first in a series designed to study Tealean ocean currents while probing the depths of the Tealean seas for large life forms and significant geologic formations. Now, buoy one would spend the next two minutes loading software, orienting itself with the TMSS system and conducting self-diagnostics before delivering its first sonar ping. By then, the hovercraft would be two kilometers away.

What the hell! Traxler felt the force of MacPherson’s exclamation before she heard the words. Her attention was already riveted to a solid wall of water rising before her…directly in front of the speeding hovercraft. This isn’t possible! There’re rarely ripples on Teal, let alone rogue waves, she thought as the hovercraft tilted downward and slid down a nearly vertical trough…a microsecond before impact.

The next microsecond was filled with the crash of rending