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By Jeremy Robinson

A phenomenon referred to as crustal displacement shifts the Earth's crust, repositioning continents and inflicting numerous deaths. within the wake of the worldwide disaster, the realm struggles to maintain its displaced billions. yet Antarctica, freshly thawed and blooming, has emerged as a brand new wish. instead of salary an international conflict no country can undergo, the prime countries devise a contest, a race to the guts of Antarctica, with the 3 victors dividing the continent. it really is inside this race that Mirabelle Whitney, one of many few surviving specialists at the continent, grouped with an American unique forces unit, unearths herself. however the hazards waiting for the crew are a ways worse than feared; past the bitter historical past of a torn family members, past the nefarious intentions in their human enemies, past the traditional creatures reborn via anhydrobiosis-there are the Nephilim. the area races to assert a brand new continent, basically to discover it already taken.

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The wind and snow, stored in part at bay through the steeple, howled and pursued her in the course of the gap she’d created. Her reprieve used to be non permanent; if the twister struck this steeple, she doubted it'd be strong sufficient to avoid wasting her lifestyles. Whitney stomped at the flooring, her fury transforming into with every one passing moment. It used to be reliable, yet extra vital, sounded hole. Kneeling to the ground, she scoured the flat floor for any anomaly signifying a hatch or doorway. She used to be convinced that she couldn’t hack in the course of the flooring. She shifted round and spied a small loop of steel bolted to the forums. She hooked her palms round it, stepped to the part, and yanked. The wood panel creaked because it grew to become dislodged from its position within the ground. It wasn’t a hinged hatch, easily a block of wooden set into the ground. putting the hatch to the part, Whitney peered into the hole. less than the sunshine of her flashlight, she may perhaps see a protracted ladder major down. Whitney snatched up her pack and descended the ladder, pulling the block of wooden again into position. The sounds of the wind and hurricane have been changed by means of an unqualified silence. Her backpack scraped opposed to the again wall of the enclosed house, yet she made strong time down the ladder. on the backside, a few thirty ft down, used to be a wide sq. chamber. the single function the following, other than the ladder, used to be a sq., three-foot door without deal with. She crouched and driven at the door. It swung open simply and noiselessly. a bit of hotter air rushed throughout her face, sporting with it an smell that introduced Whitney again to her early life days. so much Sundays have been spent at church. The odor of pews, previous Bibles, and crayons invaded her nostril. Stepping out into the room, she performed the flashlight throughout a quick, around desk lined in pencils, paper, and frozen, half-filled juice cups. Sunday institution, Whitney suggestion. The juice stood out in Whitney’s brain. so much Sunday colleges she’d been to were very tidy locations. Cups left at the desk have been approximately a criminal offense. After exiting the room, Whitney headed down a hallway, starting doorways as she went. extra Sunday study rooms, either kind of like the 1st: tasks dropped, juice now not inebriated. The final door was once a deep closet packed with normal church provides: an previous podium, microphones, a stack of ruined hymnals, a number of trays of outdated communion glasses, and a field packed with white sticks. now not sticks, Whitney proposal. Candles! Whitney shuffled previous the closet litter and inspected the field. It was once choked with formerly used Christmas Eve candles, countless numbers of them. She reached into the field and pulled out one of many candles. Her elbow struck the communion glass tray at the well past, drawing her cognizance. She glanced on the glasses and observed an answer to an issue she’d merely simply chanced on. The candles could turn out to be useful for heat and light, yet on Christmas Eve, churchgoers making a song “Silent evening” held the candles of their arms. there have been no candlesticks. Whitney quick snatched up a communion glass and inserted the candle. It used to be an ideal healthy. Whitney smiled. “Thank God for pack rat church buildings.

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