IntroductionSitting here studying my grandfather's notes on Atlantis, I began to see the same thing he did. I discovered that there is a deeper secret, than that of advanced technology. I discovered something that people ignored. Even though, my grandfather drew it out for them. I have a feeling this will be another all-nighter. Maybe they’ll listen to me, if I just bring back, visible evidence, instead of old journals and scribbling.
Yet tonight is seriously not that night. Exams in the morning, and Mr. Bjorn, is not a jolly fellow. On top of that, the whole archaeology class is expected in the field, at 5 am. This is a weekend project, and I might need backup. I’ll talk to Marissa in class in the morning. I know she absolutely loves these types of puzzles. As I make my way to the bedroom, I hear my name being called. Maria. Maria. I turned to look, yet nothing was there, except a strange glowing light. Coming from my grandfather's, old trunk. I went toward this old trunk, opened the lid and all I could see was what looked like a telecommunications device. With my grandfather on the other end, in a strange place. “Oh good, this thing still works!” My grandfather exclaimed. “Look Maria there’s no time to explain, you need to come to these coordinates. Drop everything” (static and silence). I’m dreaming, right? He’s supposed to be dead and gone!? Why would my parents lie to me all these years? What the heck were they hiding? I get packed, quickly and call Marissa right away. Head to my Ford F150, it’s a clunker I know, start it up and head to Marissa’s house.
Chapter One: Grandfather's Mysterious Call
”Marissa I hope you packed everything essential, my grandfather's coordinates, are leading right into the Bermuda Triangle.” Marissa looked at me wide-eyed, as a way of calling me crazy. At this point, I dare say she might be right. I mean, the Bermuda Triangle, where ships and planes go missing. No one has yet, to come up with a reasonable explanation, besides “High Levels” of “Methane”. I question that, every now and again. “Hey, Don’t look at me like I’m crazy, even though I think I am right now.” So now, Marissa switches to the pitiful look. “Maria, I don’t think you are crazy, the idea yes, but not you. I don’t know how I would react if my dead relative called me in the middle of the night. Especially, telling me to drop everything and go to the Devil's freaking triangle.” She exclaimed.
I looked at her as if it were my last day on earth. “To be fair, my family never said he was dead. They said he was only gone, however, my father and I had assumed. Since it’s been 10-odd years.” I said, As I began to get up, the crystal-like device started to glow again, with a humming sound. Marissa stops me and says.” Maria! Your crystal is glowing.” I pull the crystal out of my bag, and once again it’s my grandfather. “Maria, I hope you got the coordinates, we could really use your Detective-like brain. There are things here, that no one in our era could have thought of.” He exclaimed. I look past him, to see other family members there. My father, who went missing 5 years ago, was standing right behind him. Grinning, and looking at me. “Dad, what are you doing there? And why haven’t any of you contacted Mom and me sooner!?” My father looked away for a moment as if he were ashamed. “Maria, we just figured out how this device works, for that matter, we just discovered this place 5 months ago. It’s amazing. You really need to come here. We can restore our families' namesake.” My Grandfather explained.
”The Devil's Triangle though? This can’t be for real, it’s too crazy. How am I supposed to get there, without the plane taking a nose dive?” I questioned the madness that is my family. At this point, Marissa takes the crystal from me, looks dead at me and does the hush sign at me.
”Hey Grandpa, Ruddy! She’s under stress, don’t mind her. However, I too am curious about how to bypass that certain obstacle. You know, without getting my little brother killed out there.” She smiled, tilted her head and waited for an answer. “Well, Marissa, there’s a control center, here where I am standing, and if we hit that switch.” Points to the right, on a Coral like wall, there was a lever, with odd Latin writing. Obex Hominis, Nunc Diminuitur . This means the Barrier of Man is now Diminished. I raise my eyebrow and ask; “How many times have you tried that switch?” He then responds, hesitantly. “I have tried it about, three times since I have been here. Which led to these people from Hawaii passing through, and then your father.” He pauses, and looks at a flashing red sign, on a huge screen-like monitor.
”Maria, we don’t have much time. You need to get here. This place is failing. And I am not sure how long we have left here. Look, the third time I used that lever, something big came through. And it’s been tearing up everything.
Including the very system, that is keeping everyone alive…” The crystal goes dark. I look at Marissa, then at our stuff. I pick up our stuff, and head to the door. Look at Marissa and with one gesture. She’s out before me. I piled all our things into the trunk, and we both headed on 4 miles down to the private Airport. Where her little brother works as an instructor. We didn’t even have to go inside to get him. For some weird reason, he was already packed, and ready to go. “Jay, don’t tell me, how did you know we were coming when none of us called you.” He smirked and placed his hand in his pocket. “I got a letter here, from your dad. I think he sent it before he left.” Jay handed me the letter. It was from my dad, and he did send it before he left. “It says, that I would be coming here, to ask for a lift to the Devil's Triangle. Also says, to keep an eye out for me. That still doesn’t explain how you knew it would be today.” He laughed and then grabbed Marissa's phone. Pulled up a tracking App and tapped on it. “I have been following her phone, because of how many times she has lost it.” He said while laughing.
Facepalm, “Okay, we need to go. Like now. My family is in a lot of trouble right now. Not sure how much, yet I know it’s serious. Help us load the plane and let's get going.” I said as I walked back to the trunk pulling everything out. Marissa walked toward the plane while her brother and I carried the load. Shaking my head, realizing she’s always in dreamland, when things, like heavy lifting need to be done. Jay and I loaded the plane, and I sat down in the opposite seat of Marissa. Looked at her grimacing and began to ask her why she never does heavy lifting, when Jay pipes up. “Marissa doesn’t do the heavy lifting due to a previous injury before she met you. She can’t lift above 15 lbs, or her shoulders will dislocate. Weak muscles.” She looks at me with grief and continues on with the explanation. “I was an Acrobat before we met, I got caught in the wires, during a test run, and it shredded my arms and dislocated both shoulders. Physical therapy only did more damage. I’m used to it, although it does suck, not being able to do the things you love.” She stops talking and looks back down at her book. I had no words, yet I understood her completely.
”Jay, the coordinates are, 25° N, 71° W. We should be fine, they said they could bring the barrier down, upon our approach.” Jay just looked at me like I was crazy, I looked back at him. “Yeah, I know, sounds crazy, yet it really isn’t. It’s an actual barrier knocking planes down and sinking ships. Don’t ask me how, I have no idea yet.” Jay puts the plane in gear, as I sit in the co-pilot seat. Watching everything and one turn into ants as we ascend and fly to the Devil's Triangle. Yet as I watch things become smaller, and clouds go by. I start to doze off, and I try fighting that sleep. Yet I was subdued and quickly everything went dark.
The light then appears, I’m still sleeping, that I do know. I stare blankly at the light, refusing to move. The light comes closer and appears to be a human-like figure. The light dims, as the figure is now right on top of me. It reaches out for me, and I awake in a panic. Marissa jumps to her feet and rushes next to me. “Are you okay?” She asked seriously. I look at her, and I say everything.
“There is something more about this place than meets the eye. I don’t know what's going to happen down there. Yet I dreamt of a glowing human-like figure, who was trying to reach for me. I woke up at that instant. So no, I’m definitely not okay with any of this. I’m actually pretty scared, now.”
Marissa takes my hand, and we both head to the back, to talk more about this dream. “Tell me, more. It’s 5 more hours until we arrive.” She states.
I look down, and the crystal has changed from dark to blue. With Latin text coming through. Petentibus veritatem, eam habebitis. Si verum est cor tuum. Si responsa quaerentium, vera sunt corda. Dominus Animarum te vindicabit. Marissa looked at me. Not understanding any of the text. So I read it out loud in English for her. To those seeking truth, you shall have it. If your heart is true. If those seeking answers, hearts are untrue. Lord Of Souls shall claim thee…
”Wow, that’s scary. Are you sure you still want to go through with this? I mean Jay can turn around…” She said, nervously. “I’m sure, we need answers. And I’m sure I need to clear my grandfather's name. I mean the council really did a number on him. He can’t even teach anymore, Marissa. We need to do this.” She got up and sat back in her seat, picked up her book and continued to read. She does this to distract herself, from anxiety. I don’t blame her, I’m feeling anxious as well. Yet I don’t have time to relax. That weekend project is a definitely now project. And with 5 hours until arrival, I need to get cracking on this one piece of scribbling, my grandfather took of years ago. They look like Runes, yet no Runologist in the world can decipher it. The fact of the matter, I don’t even think it’s from this world. I honestly do not know how it fits, with Atlantian Lore. These Runes were only leaving more questions, to be answered.
It’s because of these rune-like symbols, my grandfather was laughed out of the council. The more I look at these symbols, the more they look like crop circles. “Wait a minute… Marissa, do you remember that farm, down in Lancaster with that huge weird-looking crop circle?” Marissa looks up from her book and does that little thinking position. Starts laughing and then gets up and sits down next to me. “Marissa, I’m serious. Look at these Runes and then compare it to that crop circle.” She takes the sketch from my hand while going through the photos on her phone. Oh, low and behold, it’s an exact match. “Maria, you’re not thinking that Atlantians are aliens?” She asked, as if shocked I would even suggest such a thing. “I’m not entirely sure they’re “aliens”, per say… However, I can’t rule that entirely out either. If you look at the Rune and that symbol. It does match. What if Atlantians were human
colonizers, from a far-off galaxy? And what if, their ship landed here on Earth? What if they colonized, like, had generations here on this planet. What if, they are what we evolved from or what if they’re the reason for our evolution?” She shook her head and sighed. “With all these whataboutisms and what-ifs, we’re about to be there. All those answers will be given. I think you should rest, you’re nearly pulling 20 hours here.” Marissa stated, with a long sigh. She then confiscated my work and told me to sleep. I got my travel pillow out and started to sleep. I don’t know if Marissa is right about this. I just have a really bad feeling. Things will become worse before I get any answer I am seeking. With sleep, comes nightmares, or a premonition of what will happen? That same being from before is again, in my dreams. I am trying really hard to stay here and not wake up. I mean it’s a dream, it can’t really hurt me, can it?
©2023 Mary Robbins
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