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By Richard Carlin

This story is a very factual, believable tale that would be of interest to all readers, because most people who are educated and avid readers would be mesmerized by the scientific facts and the fictional explanations of time travel at the speed of light. Enterprise fans will devour the novel as pure magic. The characters are easy to read and believable. The actual story could actually happen, so therefore, taking this into consideration wraps them up in reading every chapter and wanting more.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Jun 24, 2016
• ISBN: 9781524504366

Richard Carlin

Richard Carlin is author of several books on popular music, including Worlds of Sound: The Story of Smithsonian Folkways and Country Music: The People, Places, and Moments That Shaped the Country Style. He also coedited "Ain't Nothing But the Real Thing": How the Apollo Theater Shaped American Entertainment and edited the eight-volume series America's Popular Music.

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Copyright © 2016 by Richard Carlin.

Library of Congress Control Number:   2016908594

ISBN:   Hardcover   978-1-5245-0438-0

   Softcover   978-1-5245-0437-3

   eBook   978-1-5245-0436-6

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the

product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance

to any actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

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Rev. date: 06/07/2016

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Contents

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Eighteen

Chapter Nineteen

I

dedicate this story in the hope that when the end comes a few people will have the insight to continue on with the human race. This story is more non-fiction than fiction, but as you read you will certainly make some changes in your life and the life of others. The characters are fictional but the story is or could soon become a reality, so my advice to any and all followers is to hoard your valuables especially gold, silver and anything of value. Live long and prosper.

Richard Allen Carlin

CHAPTER ONE

August 3rd 2015

Susan leaned back in her office chair and massaged her aching neck as she watched the clock above her computer tick away the minutes and eventually the hours. She was extremely tired, she was bored with this job, a job that paid well, but had so many restrictions on her life that she felt it was time for a change. She was just about to shut her system down when the screen began to blink and a security alarm went off. Speedy Gonzales --what the fuck are you seeing? She asked herself as she sat back down and watched the information bucket fill with printed paper and pictures of an object laying in what appeared to be a jungle or possibly a rainforest., but she knew it was her job as a Satellite Specialist to stand by her machine and wait until her satellite had finished producing some kind of a report on an object somewhere in a rainforest in Papa, New Guinea. Susan unconsciously reached down inside her purse and removed a cigarette and zippo lighter. She lit it and blew a smoke ring around her computer screen. Susan knew that this facility was a non-smoking complex, but because it was after hours and second shift had not yet come in she could sneak a few puffs when no one was around her. When her screen went blank she gathered up the papers and stapled them together. She slowly began reading the information and she couldn't believe what she was reading. Never had she read such a complex report, and never had she had to reread so many sentences and paragraphs. She took a break and tried to envision what her satellite was attempting to tell her, was this simply a malfunction? She requested that the satellite perform a self-diagnostic test on all of its software and repeat the information before the next fly over. Susan looked at her watch and thought that this could take hours so she re-read the papers again and waited until the next fly over. At seven-thirty pm Speedy Gonzales began analyzing data, this time the printing took longer because of the enormous amount of photos that his camera had taken plus the fact that the satellite was reassessing all data twice therefore re-printing it twice. When the printer shut down Susan had over one hundred pieces of data. She dreaded the thought of sifting through all these complex scientific terminologies. She closed the door behind her and the guard asked why she was so late and she simply said that she had some extra homework to do. The guard bought into her explanation and saluted her as she walked down the stairs toward her base apartment. She inserted her key into the lock, and the door opened, and she was relieved to be home, but she thought someday she would have a real home to come home to and a real man to sleep with, but until then, she would use her vibrator. She would dream about the home with the white picket fence. Susan laid on her double bed and began reading the material, material that was technically classified, but she already made the mistake of removing it from the office and she knew the penalty for such actions. She could end up in jail for failure to disclose important company information. As she read she was amazed to learn that the object was 193 feet long and was perfectly round and was 47 feet high with what appeared to be a dome on the top side. Because of the high rain forest trees, the view was seventy percent obscured, and the basic structure could not be seen in one piece, but the computer had completed a computer generated picture showing the whole object with an accuracy of 99 percent. She also learned that the object was hovering off of the jungle floor by approximately twelve inches. She also learned that the object was emitting 750 million gauss of lines of force. She also learned that the object was 509.3 years old or better defined as 509.3 years sitting in the jungle of Papa, New Guinea.

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Susan thought for a while of who she should contact about her discovery and she remembered listening to a speech delivered from an important man of NASA who impressed her because she had always been interested in space travel. And the man was extremely handsome, and he seemed sincere in what he was saying. She tried to remember his name, but couldn't, so she dialed the operator and asked for the telephone number of the director of NASA. The operator came up with a number so she asked if she could be connected and in approximately two or three minutes she was speaking with a secretary who said she was the directors of satellite launch systems personal secretary and could she take a message. Susan briefly told her a little bit about her discovery, and that she really needed to speak with someone because it was related to space travel or something close to it. The secretary connected Susan to her boss' office. Hello, Summers speaking. How may I help you young lady? Susan was very careful as to what she was going to say to this man and she was very nervous. Oh gosh, where do I begin- I guess I can assure you that I have some very important information on an UFO which is sitting in a rain forest in Papa New Guinea Susan waited for his reply. Papa New Guinea, UFO.......,? The manager had asked. Yes sir, that is correct, and I have excellent documentation as well as pictures of the object. Susan was nervous and David sensed this and said to her, OK, then can you send me something to look at? Susan replied sarcastically. I don't think so because this documentation is classified material, and I work for a privately owned secret Space Satellite Command in Albuquerque, New Mexico. Susan waited for his reaction. OK, then-how about showing me just one picture, you do have a laptop don't you? I Do, and I see where you're going, so here, she put down her phone and turned on her computer video cam and said, look at this! She held the photo up in front of her laptop screen. David studied the photograph then smiled and asked her how and when can they meet. Susan told him that she could meet with him at the Ramada Inn in Albuquerque, New Mexico and that she would have to call in sick if she was to meet with him at all. David told her that his name was David Summers and that he could be there in about four or five hours and that he was really interested to see the whole satellite package. She agreed to meet him at the Ramada Inn at 6:00 pm, and asked if that would work for him? David agreed to the time, and the place, and said, I'll see you at six pm, bye!

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David walked slowly to his Mercedes and thought about how he should handle his retirement. He thought about his twenty years of service with NASA and he knew this organization had been very good to him, especially when it came to his salary. He knew he had at least two million in savings and another million or so in his 401 K plan. He also suspected the directors would offer him the minimum amount of 25 million as his bonus for taking early retirement. He also knew that his income from his motel would be a nice amount of change should he decide to sell the property, and therefore, be able to leave New York without any short comings. David felt secure financially, but of course he would manage his money to make sure that he had enough to live comfortably for the next twenty years or even longer. David called Jeffry and asked him to meet him at seven-thirty pm for drinks and dinner because he would be attending an important meeting. Jeffery said that he would be there and asked where he would be staying. David told him the Ramada Inn and that he would probably be there for a few days because of some critical important business. Jeffery told him that their private space vehicle launch company was up and running, and they expected their first launch by the end of this month. David and Jeffery had pooled their resources to establish this company and they had secured private investors to help with the enormous cost of launching rockets carrying payloads into space to construct a huge space station that would be large enough to eventually allow for the construction of a starship. David congratulated him on a job well done and he would see him soon. David and Jeffery had pooled their resources and acquired enough investors to start this private space rocket launch company hoping to construct a larger space station orbiting the earth. Using this space station, they hopped to build the first spaceship that could explore deeper into space. By coincidence David's and Jeffery's business just happened to be located in Albuquerque, New Mexico the same place where he was to meet with Susan Preston.

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Susan stepped out of the cab and paid the driver. She looked straight at the tall handsome man standing on the steps, and she knew she was going to like this man because she sensed he was a real man, a man who got things done, a man who could be trusted with all her information flowing inside her head and her large purse which contained the confidential report on the object that her satellite computer system had discovered. As she approached him. He shook her hand and butterflies swept through her whole body. Well, Miss Preston, I'm so glad that we could meet and would you follow me into the lounge and we can get started. The lounge was small, but well decorated, and also well-staffed. David asked her. Did you bring the report? She smiled and retrieved two documents from her purse stamped confidential and handed them to David. He smiled and led her over to a table and sat her down. He ordered a carafe 'of wine and some meat sample trays which were complimentary and this was a feature that impressed David. Excuse me darling while I just read this whole thing. Would you care to order? Are you hungry or can you wait? Susan smiled and said that she could wait, after all, she had applied for fourteen days of vacation and now that she was officially on her vacation she was in no hurry. She had no trouble convincing her supervisor that she had a two-week vacation coming. David began skimming through the pages and every once in a while he would stop, look up, then read some more. Susan studied this man and she was amazed at how