Anno Stellae 1985 & Anno Stellae 1986: RetroStar Chronicles, #1

By R.D. Ginther

The mystery grows deeper still as the Alien Entity remains hidden in the most unusual places. Lives are impacted when it is around and yet no one has been able to apply the strange occurences to this Alien Entity. Why? Because it had alluded mankind for a very long time. However, its presence is being sensed and even documented unknowingly, as unusual phenomenons. How long will the Alien Entity be able to remain hidden from man's knowledge? Only time will tell as the mystery unravels.

 

Chronicle 7 Anno Stellae 1985 and Chronicle 8 Anno Stellae 1986 are combined because they flowed well together. This action packed book of 34 pages will leave you wanting more. It's a short read but one that is filled with great excitement, leaving you with a cliff hanger.

• Language: English
• Publisher: K.A.Edwards
• Release date: Mar 1, 2021
• ISBN: 9781393813392

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Chronicle 7

ANNO STELLAE 1985

1  Switched off?

LIKE A MANY-LEGGED starfish wrapping itself around an unsuspecting clam,  the Visitor was encircling an entire planet,  slowly but surely,  strand upon strand of cable, so to speak,  that no human being could possibly break through, a circular web that worked like a steel-jawed trap.  While it accomplished this, developments took place in the Sun that were,  for the Solar System, even more ominous, tipping off  Earth’s scientific community to an event it could not ignore.

July 14.  Two thousand feet down in an Ohio salt mine under Lake Erie,  in a computer room next to a huge neutrino detector  tank of  7,000 tons of ultrapure water and 2,048 sensors,  University of  Ohio-Catherine T.  O'Culligan  Foundation Neutrino Laboratory  (OCTO) scientists and technicians worked hard to get ready for the coming  test at 11:00 a.m.  This was the fourth day of  tests, forcing the rescheduling or outright elimination of others.

8:00 a.m.  Graduate student Govindankutty Zair from Kerala, India,  was in the changing room warming up for his dive when the OCTO CEO,  Dr. Sardanapolous, came in.  The huge man wrinkled his nose at the strong scent of the sesame that his diver,  Zair,  used to oil his body.  Even his contamination-retardant booties were saturated and left oily smudges on the floor.

Stripped to a white dhotis around his loins,  Zair  had just taken a few leaps and kicks from his repertoire of Kalaripayattu.  He flashed a smile and quickly bowed his head as he spun around to meet his superior.

Top of the morning to you, Curtis, the director greeted him.  I just want you to know the well has run dry.

Everyone else had to call him by his Keralan name or he wouldn't answer.

The project CEO was never one to waste words, even with his star employee, and code words worked better, and precluded anyone eavesdropping on him  and sharing vital information with the wrong people. He was gone in a moment—especially fast for a man of over three hundred pounds.

Zair's face sobered immediately and he bowed his head again toward the  massive back of his employer,  Dr. Sardanapolous, as the director slipped back to his office next to the computer room.

Since the inspector from the university was not yet on site, Zair practiced a few more lunges and kicks of the martial art practiced by his warrior caste back in India for centuries.  He was in excellent shape,  mind and body.  A brilliant graduate student in astrophysics, he had signed on with Dr. Sardanapolous a year before and liked the work so well he was transferring to neutrino tank research.  As a diver with his martial art training, he was peculiarly able to take the tremendous stresses of inspecting over two thousand sensors without missing one.  They were all identical, and the water was pitch black, so everybody knew they had a great diver on the staff—especially Dr. Sardanapolous, whose opinion was the one that counted.

Zair, unlike the others on the staff at the project, had come a long way—from India.  But as Zair was quick to