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all of the answers to what was happening to our world and how to save it dissipated and our fellowship, those that had not been imprisoned or murdered, made their way through the chains of command to render aid. After the first symptoms of the climatic shift, all the lives that were snuffed out, the leaders could no longer deny the help our fellowship was offering them. Monica told us that a mass production of the Copula and implantation schedules began immediately. Headway was being made when the second wave of element shift rained down on our world. The implanted began to fail and we were burning the candle at both ends trying to first save those that were not implanted and then those that were implanted with element infused inoculations. How did those that were not implanted survive the first wave? Underground. They took shelter in caves and storm shelters. As the numbers of the implanted and adapted grew, the man-power to go out to search and rescue those that were not implanted began.
    The second wave was the shift that took out almost a third of our global population. Shortly after, the Dwellers began their attacks. At first, they were careful, cautious, methodic in their timing of the attacks by spacing them out. Monica said it would be weeks between attacks, but then there would be a chain of the taken. That was what they were calculating in Japan. It is hard to understand, but this was happening globally... Everywhere. Those beings that traversed into our world during the intersection through wormholes were not untouchable to these ‘occupier’ beings. They were considered a threat and the occupiers laid claim on our world by attacking and killing all life forms they encountered. Like any predator, the Dwellers began with the weakest and smallest. They got brave really quick though, and the takings became more frequent, sloppy even. Make-shift and true facilities quickly became the only sure fire guarantee for survival. Human kind as a society was living like rabbits in warrens, but they were alive, adapted, evolved, and living for now.
    I look over at Jesca again, still and peaceful. “She carries a blueprint of answers within her Sebastian. The mounds, the three stars; Orion’s belt.”
    Sebastian rests his hand on my forearm, pulling my attention back to him. “The sooner we get her to Georgia, the closer to the answers we will be.”

 
    The palpable smell of the trees. My feet and Roan’s treading on the crisp fall leaves beneath us. Roan’s voice is even and absolute in my mind, “We are almost there, Jes.”
    The back of his figure comes into view as he walks ahead of me. His hair is much darker, not graying.
    My mother’s voice, Delilah , is at my back. “Slow down, Ro, the mounds aren’t going anywhere.”
    I turn to look back at her and see she is much younger.
    Wait, I remember this. This is real. It isn’t a dream. This happened when I was about nine or ten. It was my first trip to the mounds.
    The climb along the rugged trail of stones is steep. Roan is even out of breath as he huffs, “Almost to the top.”
    The sun frames his body casting a glowing silhouette around him. His figure is darkened from the white outline.
    I am winded, breathing faster and harder as the last few feet to the top push my body. Roan clears the top of the ridge and the sun blinds me for a moment. I pinch my eyes closed only for a second. It was just enough time for my comforting memory of my once simple life to transform into the equivocal puzzlement of the life I possess now, a vision.
    The cast of clues quickly manifest, snapshot after snapshot in my mind.
     
    Standing in the dark woods at a river’ s edge. Georgia, home.
    Ana’s voice, “Follow where it leads.”
    Drudging through the creek, a fog settles on the water as I splash through it.
    The creek turns to a fast moving stream and I quickly stop.
    I remember this vision from beyond the veil. I divert my eyes to the heavens. Three bright stars crowning