“During my 20-year diving career,” Stefan Hogeborn, one of the divers at Ocean X Team told the media, “including 6000 dives, I have never seen anything like this. Normally stones don’t burn. I can’t explain what we saw, and I went down there to answer questions, but I came up with even more questions.”
The path to the object itself can be described as a runway or a downhill path that is flattened at the seabed with the object at the end of it.
“First we thought this was only stone, but this is something else. And since no volcanic activity has ever been reported in the Baltic Sea the find becomes even stranger. As laymen we can only speculate how this is made by nature, but this is the strangest thing I have ever experienced as a professional diver“, continues Peter Lindberg, one of the founder Ocean X Team.
Right now, scientists are examining samples from the circle-shaped object, and experts in sonar imaging are processing data from the ship to hopefully shed more light over the mysterious object. Little do they know their experience can be taken from my book Mystery of Everyman’s Way, which came out in November 2007.
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The Excerpt Mystery of Everyman’s Way
Out of the blue a light flashed before them, almost blinding the two. Images came to be. Case saw a collection of mounds and a team of miners emerging from an excavation. The figures then gathered into a cluster in groups. They wore soot covered mining helmets and gear. The men assembled at a makeshift base camp, where the workers ate sandwiches, snacks, coffee, and smoked cigarettes. Many carried gas, or electric powered lamps, as some of the old timers looked on. “
In the early 1950’s, the Soviet Union were engaged in the development of their first hydrogen bomb,” Toomey said. “Months earlier, the British Government had called upon their mind trust and had planned to build a series of underground bunkers. They selected the Corsham area. “
“I watched a documentary on that,” replied the professor.
“The work crews dug a tunnel and suddenly discovered a network of caves. The men inspected the location and stumbled across mysterious wreckage.”
“Allegedly,” Case added. All at once, the vision experience showed the creature, which appeared to be as long as a steam engine, yet from another era.
“They found it buried under a set of boulders,” the priest continued unabated, as the images continued to change. Some of the miners held their lamps to the beast. In the next scene, the men fetched bulldozers to unearth the ancient apparatus. The team also brought in more light and erected it to focus on their find.
“Whenever anyone approached it, the metallic creation seemed to retreat,” Toomey spoke, as he scratched his chin. “Some of the officials suspected the vehicle actually breathed. Others speculated that it possessed a heartbeat and could be a sleeping fossil, an unknown species thought to be from the Palaeolithic time period. “
The two watched as the officials surrounded it and continued to examine the sleeping giant. Just like that, the strange specimen seemed to change, revealing a set of metals reminiscent of the Aztecs, or the Mayan civilizations. The professor looked intently at the men from the past. To his dismay, he discerned amongst the crowd, a tall, lean, but muscular man– Agent Derek Stratton.
“This is impossible!” fumed Gregory at the manifestation.
“This is obviously a trick!”
"I wonder what that that thing is?" wondered Agent Derek Stratton, looking at what resembled a train that had been buried many years ago. This can’t be real, Case thought. What game is Toomey is up to?
Stratton, and those around him, seemed to jump back with alarm when the thing moved, seemingly shrinking and cowering in the trench where it was uncovered.
"I told you it was alive! Now do you believe me?" shouted one of the excavators.
“This can’t be an old computer system,” remarked an important person.
Another gazed at the inscriptions. “My God!” someone else observed. “This is Sanskrit!” More specialists were called to translate the indentations. At the same time, a great fog settled on the milieu. “I think this is going to explode!” someone cried. A gloom engulfed the figures, as many fell forward, gasping, and holding their faces. Maybe this is how they got Agent Stratton brainwashed and others brainwashed? For what purposes though?
“I think we have disturbed something!” another added.
“This is unreal,” stated the agent, as his knees gave way, causing him to fall into a stone seat, which vibrated a drum beat.
The outlines of shadows manifested, some faceless and with no physical features. The two watched a giant fog capture the men from the past. When a mist obscured the vision and cleared, Stratton appeared expressionless and strapped to a seat, amongst his comrades, as they flew into a sonic boom.
“This thing is haunted!” screamed an official, who disappeared into a reddish column that emitted from a vapour mist.
In another scene, the metallic coloured machine illuminated in the darkness, as a holographic stewardess manifested, mechanically informing the specters to breathe in and out.
A bright light flashed in his eyes. “One must be thoughtlessly aware. Remember this not your body,” she continued. “This is not your personality. This is not your mind. You have no human feelings. You are pure spirit.” Stratton appeared captive in a warm, bubble, snug in an energy glow that enveloped him.
A great mist wrapped around the craft as it traveled into the nothingness. The ship’s living cargo, all in a collective hypnotic state, were silent witnesses to the mysterious figures looming in the night sky.
What is this? How did this society emerge? Gregory further scrutinized. Buttons on a wall-sized computer flashed.
The entities glided across the floor, as if more characters came to join the strange scene. Rings of spheres opened up, hitting and shaking the space-aged vehicle, almost causing the great bird to explode. As the majestic ship continued on its voyage, fire spewed out of a myriad of black holes in space. Case discerned a multitude of colors singing sweet melodies, all to the sounds of orchestra music.
As the form disappeared into a pulsating glow, a vapour cleared and a great metropolitan city opened up. The interstellar vehicle then rested on a great landing shell, letting out condensation and sulphur dioxide. The two men remained silent, observing the mysterious travelers as they all rose and exited the ship, seemingly as if in the grip of a mind control.
“When did this happen again?” The professor broke the silence.
“In the early 1950’s.”
5 Star review from Midwest Book Review
5.0 out of 5 stars Finding one's own corpse is just plain insane, but that's exactly what happens to Dr. Case, June 6, 2008
This review is from: Mystery of Everyman's Way (Paperback)
Finding a corpse is a disturbing thing to happen. Finding one's own corpse is just plain insane, but that's exactly what happens to Dr. Case in "Mystery of Everyman's Way". His corpse turns out to be his mortal form from over a century and a half in the future – and before Case can ever ponder how this happened his life just gets weirder and weirder – as he's whisked off to another dimension, and may unwittingly become royalty, where finding his future corpse doesn't seem so weird. "Mystery of Everyman's Way" is a non-stop thrill ride for science fiction fans, and would be a popular lend for community library collections catering to them.
Midwest Book Review
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