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Beyond Horizon
May, 2021:
There’s only a small opportunity for one of us to make it out of here alive. I lost my oxygen filter, and I feel disoriented from breathing the air in this facility. Not to mention my left arm is in excruciating pain, and I can barely lift it. I think it's broken, but I have to do everything I can to assure Beth gets to the ship alive. There’s smoke everywhere, from me breaching the hanger doors open with an incendiary grenade. All I can hear is a piercing alarm echoing all around us, and a red light constantly strobes, reflecting off the steel walls.
“Beth get up! You have to make it to the ship and TAKE OFF NOW!”I yelled in desperation.
“I don’t think I can make it Wes”… Beth whimpered with a look of shock on her face.
I grabbed Beth’s shoulders and shook her, desperately attempting to focus all of her attention on me. “Look at me… This is bigger than the both of us. If you don’t pull yourself together
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Journal Entry 1:
My name is Jonathan Riley, I’m from a small town on the west side of Michigan. I’m married to my wife Linda, and have 2 girls. My oldest is Cassy, who just turned 17, and my youngest is Lilly who’s 14 now… I’m not quite sure why I’m even writing this log, or if anyone will have the opportunity to read it. Maybe it’s for my own sanity. We’re barely surviving as it is. You see, I believe we’re living now in the apocalypse of our world. The times scholars and religious folks talked about for years.
It all started about 5 years ago, the year was 2085. The world was about to have its first organized leaders’ summit. War was ramping up across the Middle East, as countries tried to lay claim to Israel. There’s no clear answer as to why so many countries wanted to rule Israel. Some say it was religious reasons, other say it was for their land… All I know is we were on the brink of World War 3. There was a
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My Journey
Part 2: The day finally came when I was off to Paris Island, South Carolina. Where my basic training would begin. My mood had slightly changed a bit, due to the fact I met a girl a month or so prior to leaving. She later became my wife. So it all worked out, but that's a story for another time. I was still excited, and nervous about not knowing what to expect in the months to come. The 3 months of Boot camp proved to be far more than I ever expected. That seems to be a common trend from here on out. I don't think there's any level of advice you can give someone. That can truly prepare them for basic training. There's no easy way out. You just have to buckle down, and get through it.
After boot camp, I had about 14 days to spend at home. Before heading off to the School of Infantry. This was the most miserable part of my entire military career. Which may come as a shock to hear, from someone who had 2 combat deployments to Iraq. It was just mentally exhausting, trying to stay motivated.
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My Journey
My Story Part 1
It was 2005, my life, up to this point had been very uneventful. I was working at General Motors. Which I only had because of my friends Dad. He stuck his neck out on the line, and vouched for me to get that job. I didn't have any real ambitions, or drive to do much of anything. I was content going to work, hanging out with 1 or 2 of my close friends. We would smoke a little weed, watch some movies, and talk about "big ideas". Even though, neither of us had the motivation to pursue any of them. I quickly started to realize my life was just dull. I mean, I wasn't necessarily a bad kid or anything. I wasn't much of a partier, and I wasn't out breaking the law. I just lacked drive, vision for my future. Until one day. I saw a commercial with an underline slogan that read: The few, The proud, The Marines.
The commercial was insane. It showed men climbing mountains, jumping out of planes, scuba diving... The list goes on. It sparked a memory in my mind of my Uncle Ron. He wa
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May, 2021:

There’s only a small opportunity for one of us to make it out of here alive. I lost my oxygen filter, and I feel disoriented from breathing the air in this facility. Not to mention my left arm is in excruciating pain, and I can barely lift it. I think it's broken, but I have to do everything I can to assure Beth gets to the ship alive. There’s smoke everywhere, from me breaching the hanger doors open with an incendiary grenade. All I can hear is a piercing alarm echoing all around us, and a red light constantly strobes, reflecting off the steel walls.

“Beth get up! You have to make it to the ship and TAKE OFF NOW!”I yelled in desperation.

“I don’t think I can make it Wes”… Beth whimpered with a look of shock on her face.

I grabbed Beth’s shoulders and shook her, desperately attempting to focus all of her attention on me. “Look at me… This is bigger than the both of us. If you don’t pull yourself together, then everything will be lost. YOU HAVE TO WARN THEM BETH! There’s no other option.” I said helping her get to the ship.

"I...I don’t even know how to fly the ship, How do I get back?” She cried.

“Corey told me there’s an emergency navigational system that was implemented in case something happened to him. Once you get on the ship, input the launch code, and you won’t have to do anything else.” I hoped my response would provide her with some reassurance since that was all I had left in me to offer.

I looked at Beth one last time before I screamed for her to run. Even though Beth was way out of her element, I had to believe she would make it back alive. I couldn’t face the reality of what would happen if she didn’t… what would happen... to all the people. I pulled my last incendiary grenade from my left chest pouch as I watched the ship take off with Beth inside. I could hear the sounds of heavy footsteps slamming and echoing off the metal floor as they ran towards me, running on the metal floor towards me. I knew my time was up...

January, 2017:

I received a call a few days ago from my former Commanding Officer, requesting my presence at the aeronautical facility he was currently running somewhere in the Mojave Desert. I hadn't seen Captain Jacob Hall since my time in the Navy. Needless to say, it piqued my interest when he called me out of the blue. So I decided to go see him.

When I arrived, I walked into a large conference room where Captain Hall was sitting at an oval shaped table in the middle of the room. There was a red headed woman sitting to his left, an older man with salt and peppered hair sitting to his right, and directly behind him stood a short older man: with white hair, thick glasses, wearing a lab coat, and holding a black folder close to his chest.

“Wes, My friend, please come in and take a seat. It’s great to see you.” “Captain Hall said to me as I cautiously entered the room.

“This is the guy I was telling you all about." He said looking at the 3 other people sitting at the conference table.

“Where are my manners? Wes Cleary, this is Corey Levans, he’s a former Navy pilot. Served 12 years in the Black Aces Squadron. Next to him is Dr. Beth Anderson, an Astronomer, and expert in all things space related. Lastly, next to me is Dr. Alex Murphy, a leading planetary scientist and Professor from Oxford University. He’s been here for years now conducting various research here at this facility.” The Captain explained.

I could tell by quickly scanning the room, that everyone was just as confused at their attendance here as I was. Just as I took a seat Dr. Murphy turn the lights off, and there was a huge screen that simultaneously turned on directly behind him.

“Hello everyone, Thank you so much for joining us here today. You’re probably asking yourselves the reason for this impromptu meeting. Hopefully I can clarify what this is all about. How many of you have heard of the New Horizons space craft?” Dr. Murphy said while opening a folder in front of him.

"“Horizons is an interplanetary space probe that was launched as part of the New Frontiers program.” Beth confidently replied.

"Correct! It was a probe launched into space January 19th, 2006, from Cape Canaveral Air Force Station. The objective was to perform a flyby study of the Pluto system, and the Kuiper belt.” Dr. Murphy said.

"“Ok, so what does a space probe have to do with all of us?” I asked, to hopefully get to the point of this story.

"We’ve found an anomaly on the far end of the dwarf planet, and since then we’ve been unable to make contact with the Horizon probe.” The Captain replied.

“That’s correct, if you can all please turn your attention to screen behind me.” Dr. Murphy said while displaying a picture.

The picture was a little blurry, grainy, and really hard to make out. It sort of looked like an aerial view of a few buildings stretched across a black dessert. Not like a city though, something else, but I couldn’t think of it... What was it? Then it finally came to me.

“It looks like a military compound.” I exclaimed.

I could tell by the layout, the buildings were squared off and solid, with plenty of open space for aircrafts to land. I also recognized what seemed to be communication towers, but not like any design I’ve ever seen before.

"Ok... So who or what is it?” I asked

"Ha-ha that’s the question Mr. Cleary. You see, Pluto is 4.67 billion miles away. It took the New Horizons probe 9 years, 5 months and 25 days to be in range of the dwarf planet. We didn’t have the technology to sustain human flight for that long. Dr. Murphy said smiling.

“We didn’t? As in we do now?” Beth asked.

"That is correct Dr. Anderson…For years I have been working with engineers to build the most state of the art, and technologically advanced space craft in history. We call it "The Wanderer.” Dr. Murphy said in excitement while displaying a new picture on the screen behind him of the ship.

It looked like an elongated cylinder with a front end that came to a rounded point in the front. There were white shield looking panels strategically placed all around the shift like puzzle pieces. It had 3 enormous thrusters perfectly fixed to the rear of the ship. There were running spot lights that stretched along the side, with a bright green light placed near the front end of the ship. Near the middle there was 2 rings placed perfectly around the spacecraft, and windows that wrapped around the ship all the way back to the thrusters.

“The Wanderer was uniquely designed to sustain life for 3 individuals max, during deep space travel.” Dr. Murphy went on to explain.

“Whoa, first off, why would anyone think I want to spend 19 years flying through space?! Are you out of your minds?” Corey said in disbelief.

“I was just getting to that Mr. Levans. We were able to build an engine with the capabilities to travel at a rate of 6.706e+8 MPH for more than half the trip.”  Dr. Murphy Replied.

"I’m sorry doc, but you’re going to be clearer on what that means.” I said.

“He means the speed of light, but that’s impossible.” Beth replied.

"It WAS impossible… You see when traveling the speed of light the particles of an object get more massive in proportion, due to increased velocity. We’ve engineered these thrusters to compensate for the mass increase to expel more power. However, the ship can only travel at that speed in increments, to keep structural integrity. Allowing you to use the light speed once on the trip there, and again on the trip back. Eliminating 11 years from the voyage altogether.” Dr. Murphy explained.

“Listen, I know this is new territory for everyone here, but we wouldn’t be going through all this trouble if it wasn’t important. We have to find out what’s out there, and you all should feel honored to be a part of history.” The Captain said, in attempts to motivate us.

After the meeting, everyone agreed to be a part of the mission. Captain Hall asked me to stick around once everyone left the room. He went on to tell me how he agreed with my assessment of the picture. That he needed me to scout this site. That’s where I fit into this entire mission, I served on SEAL team 6 with the captain, and my job was intelligence gathering and recon before each mission. I would figure out: troop movements, unit sizes, enemy capabilities, and whatever else we needed to be prepared.

May, 2017: Launch Day

In the months leading up to the launch date, we all spent countless hours training to handle the travels, and to learn every aspect of the ship. Once the day finally came, we all strapped into our designated seats getting ready for launch. T minus 30 seconds came over the intercoms as I sat back in my seat. I wasn’t sure how this mission would go, there were so many variables to consider. My only concern was the team, how would they hold up? I'm used to going on missions with Navy SEALS, and I knew we were all equipped to handle any situation that came our way. I'm not sure that's the case with Beth and Corey. Regardless, it was too late to turn back now, I have to do everything I can to assure our success.. 5… 4…. 3… 2 … 1… Lift off.

Present Day:

“Dr. Murphy, it’s almost 3 AM. You better have a good reason for calling me down here.” The Captain said irritated.

“We've received a transmission sir, from The Arc. It’s Beth, and she looks distressed, but it’s hard to make out.” Dr. Murphy said in a panic.

"Well don’t just stand there... Play it for me!”  The Captain replied…

Video: (Beth visibly hurt, and out of breath) Zzzzzt we were Zzzt wrong... I’m the only one Zzzzt coming… THEYRE COMING!

To be continued.
Beyond Horizon
Part 1 of an intense journey 3 travelers from earth make, to uncover the mysteries the Horizon Probe sent from deep space.
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Journal Entry 1:

My name is Jonathan Riley, I’m from a small town on the west side of Michigan. I’m married to my wife Linda, and have 2 girls. My oldest is Cassy, who just turned 17, and my youngest is Lilly who’s 14 now… I’m not quite sure why I’m even writing this log, or if anyone will have the opportunity to read it. Maybe it’s for my own sanity. We’re barely surviving as it is. You see, I believe we’re living now in the apocalypse of our world. The times scholars and religious folks talked about for years.

It all started about 5 years ago, the year was 2085. The world was about to have its first organized leaders’ summit. War was ramping up across the Middle East, as countries tried to lay claim to Israel. There’s no clear answer as to why so many countries wanted to rule Israel. Some say it was religious reasons, other say it was for their land… All I know is we were on the brink of World War 3. There was a young politician named Aatami Narkis, who was sweeping his way across the Middle East and various other countries talking about his peace plan. He convinced a countless number of people that he could show us how to coexist in harmony.  Narkis claimed to be Israeli, but his lineage was a mystery to some. Everyone seem to overlook the details of his life, because what he was offering clouded their judgement. So many were convinced of his ideas, that it became the driving force for the World Summit.

However, there were still religious extremist who say Narkis was a threat, calling him the Anti-Christ. I usually laughed when I saw these folks on T.V. talking. I didn’t think much about religion, except the fact it was the main agenda in most of our wars throughout history. My wife on the other hand grew up Christian. Her parents were the real deal: no cussing, drinking, not even cable television. My wife isn’t that extreme, but she takes the girls to church on Sunday, and gets involved in some of the local church activities. I don’t mind it, if it gives her some kind of moral peace I’m ok with that. The only time I spend at church is when my wife drags me there every Easter. It’s not that I hate God, or despise the thought of church. I just have a hard time believing there’s an all-powerful, all-knowing, entity out there that could allow so much bad stuff to happen on a regular basis. That’s beside the point though. I eventually understood God overtime, maybe because I needed him to be real now more than ever. After everything that’s happened, it’s impossible for me to deny the notion he’s out there. My faith shortly came after everything started to unfold, and it all started the day of that Summit.

It was a normal day, and not much was going on. I was outside patching up the fence we have that runs a few acres around our horse stable. The girls were brushing the horses, like they typically do in the evening before dinner. My wife was inside fixing supper, watching the evening news. Then out of nowhere she came rushing out of the house like the place was burning down.

“John!... John, come here! You have to see this”! Linda said, short of breathe from running.

What is it!?... Is it the girls”? I quickly responded. Thinking maybe one of the horses went wild while they were brushing them.

“No…The girls are fine. It’s the Summit, you just need to come see this now. It’s happening John”! She said in a frightful voice.

I didn’t think twice about it, I dropped my tools right there and ran back to the house with my wife. I had to see for myself why she was so visibly upset, what could cause such a panic like this: Was the Summit a fail? Was World War Three officially about to take off? To my surprise it was none of those things. I watched as the news anchor tried to make sense of the situation.

“Reports are now coming in that a lone gunmen rushed the podium as Zarkis was giving his speech, and shot him point blank in the head”.

“To everyone’s surprise Zarkis stood up shortly after revealing the wound was completely healed. He was even holding in his had the bullet that penetrated his head”. The T.V, anchor shockingly said.

I just stood there numb, I didn’t know how to react. My mind was rushed with confusion, how was this even possible. My wife took my hand, I could feel her trembling as we both stood there intently watching the television. All the world leaders from the Summit were desperately trying to make it out of the auditorium, while some dropped to their knees in awe of they just witnessed.

Zarkis stood there as the whole world was watching and began his speech. Despite the commotion around him, He stared right in the camera, as if he was looking right you and said.

“People of the world, I know you’re confused. I tell you now, that I saw the Lord in all his glory. He spoke to me, and said my time here on earth was not up. That my mission is still incomplete. He said my purpose was to unite mankind, to show them a better way. To teach them how to live the way I intended for them. The Lord showed me wonders beyond any minds comprehension, and has given me the powers to bring a new life to humanity. How long must me we stay at each other’s throats? How long must we continue to live in the cycles of war? I offer a better way, a way that will propel our societies to perfect euphoria. The Lord told me I am the savior, and to once again set his people free”.

My wife loosened her grip from mine and rushed to the bedroom. My eyes were still glued to the T.V. I didn’t even notice the girls standing there calling my name.

“Daddy…Daddy... What’s wrong?...Daddy are you listening?” Cassy said while tugging on the bottom of my shirt.

I dropped a knee, placed my hands on her shoulders and said as calmly as I could: “Nothing is wrong hunny. Take your sister and go play for a few. Mom will call you both when dinner is ready”.

As the girls ran off, my only thought was: How could I ever explain something like this to them. Especially when I didn’t even understand myself what was really going on. This had to be some kind of elaborate hoax. Some political move to gain power, and play on people’s emotions. Just then my wife came running down the stairs. Her eyes were flooded with tears and she reached her arm out at me. In her hand was her worn red leather bible that she reads every night before bed.
Read what what’s highlighted. She said while trying to hold back her emotions.
I grabbed the book, and began reading what she had highlighted. It was Revelations 13:3 and it said: I saw that one of the heads of the beast seemed wounded beyond recovery--but the fatal wound was healed! The whole world marveled at this miracle and gave allegiance to the beast.

I knew what she was getting at, but I still had a hard time believing it. Could this possibly be true?
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The book of Revelations comes to life through the eyes of a man survining with his family, by any means necessary.
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Elijah is 31 years old, lives in Rochester Hills, Michigan. He's married to his lovely wife Katie of 10 years, and the father of two boys.

Elijah is a veteran of the United States Marine Corps, where he served as an Infantryman during two combat deployments to Iraq.

Elijah is also an avid comic book reader / collector and has been ever since his childhood. He’s passionate about writing, and hopes to share his stories with the world.

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