posted on Sep, 8 2004 @ 02:53 AM
It's 0240 and my mind is racing too fast to sleep, I guess it's trying to process what I've just learnt." "Why did'nt i saw it sooner? All
the signs where there."
John gets out of bed to watch some television to get his mind of of things. But how much can a man handle? How long can you walk along with this kind
of secret that will influence so many people?
"How can I convince my colleagues the validity of the information I have been confronted with?", he ponders.
John sees the phone in the corner and contemplates who he should call first to inject the truth with. He reluctantly picks up the reciever and dials a
Washington DC prefix.
"....click...You have reached the number of Edward Nickols....I am unavailable at the moment...please leave your message and a forwarding number and
I will return your call promptly....beep"
"Damn", John thinks. "I haven't got much time left if what has been presented to me is true." He begins to explain his experiences from over the
past month that has brought him to this moment.
"Edward, please call me back as soon as possible, i'fe stumbled on some information thats vital for you to know. Remember that i said that some high
ranking goverment figures are not what they seem to be?", after taking a deep breath, "... Its true, so please call me back!". John sits and stares
at the tv screen. “How could i be so blind and not see this?”, said John to himself, “I even helped them with making this beast, this unhuman, unholy
Here you go, Ezekial...