They?

A joint friend, Rajiv, was blindfolded and taken to the bunker.

 For his safety more than theirs.  He was an expert at documents. M.I.T educated.  Navy trained. A former cryptologist.

The blindfold was removed.  Rajiv rubbed his eyes gently.   He looked at the documents.  A few drew his attention.  He paused.

Crop Circles
Gulf of Mexico oil spill
Japanese Tsunami
Katrina
UFOs increase
Virginia earthquake
Wall Street meltdown

Rajiv explained the crop circles in his beautiful English accent.

"Several forces are at work at once.   Intricately designed.  Neatly knotted wheat stocks, not a one of them broken. This is beyond pristene. Magnetic field are altered.  Most appear at night taking less than 20 seconds to form.  Compasses have been reported unable to locate north, new batteries are drained, frequencies are affected.  Farm animals are agitated. Sometimes entire towns are without power.You think this is unrelated?"

Beth began to meditate.  Calm herself down.  Deep breathing.  Long inspiration, long expiration.  Thoreau poured through more documents.  Unusually quiet. He was in his process.  Like the time errant teen tossed a ball on the roof of his sportscar and the teen's Dad blew off the dent on his car..  Thoreau's eyes were focused. He meant business.


Inside the bunker they felt safe. Anonymous. Rajiv made a blended green juice drink.  Kale, parsley, apples, celery, cinnamon. It was more than refreshing. The threesome were enjoying a much needed break.

 A text message came across Beth's Droid:

"People are asking questions.  Some are disappearing. Protests are happening everywhere.  People are tired of the oppression. And it is both political parties.  The time for change is close. But don't...do NOT stop.  Go higher, get noticed. They are here to help you.  Ask them to show themselves.  Trust your thoughts."

"They?"