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Zero hour had arrived. The first chink of sunlight streamed through the roof box. It slowly made its way down the passageway and illuminated the ancient triple spiral carving in the stone womb. With her eyes fixed upon the pinnacle of the three-foot high obelisk before her, Drew Megan Campbell slowly rubbed a small white quartz stone between her hands. As Eittod had instructed her, she held the stone just inches above the tip of the obelisk’s pinnacle. She sucked in a deep, nervous breath; her heart pounded hard against her ribs; her face was tense, flushed. After all, this was what she was born to do; it was her task and hers alone, her great-grandfather had said. Drew had to trust, even though she did not yet know the outcome of her next action. Her fellow light travelers’ eyes were transfixed upon her. Their fate rested in her hands. As the triangular notch on the underside of the small quartz touched the capstone, three things happened in rapid succession: brilliant aquamarine lights flashed throughout the stone chamber blinding them; the earth began to tremble; and the heavy, scraping sounds of moving rocks deafened them. It can’t end like this, we’ve come too far , Drew thought, bracing herself as the ground below her feet shifted. Locking eyes with Patrick, they both instantly knew it just couldn’t end like this! The others stared at Drew with concerned eyes as the earth below their feet moved downward. It was as if the ancient chamber was devouring them whole. They reached for each other’s hands and gripped tight. The stone chamber began to descend like a modern-day elevator, but there was no light board indicating the number of floors below or above nor piped-in soothing music. Rather, ear-splitting scraping and groaning sounds of ancient heavy rocks vibrated through their bodies, rattling their bones and clattering their teeth. The aquamarine flashes became more intense, more tangible, surrounding them as if holding them all safely in place. An avalanche of thoughts spilled through their heads but no one made a sound. It was all happening in slow motion, freezing them speechless. Drew could feel their fear, hear their thoughts. Telepathically, she reminded them of her kinship with Patrick, hence this can’t be the end. Drew’s life flashed before her.
Outpost Gypsy Tree, the North Portal is the first in a series of books for young adults. Dr. Dottie Graham first conceived of the series in the early ’90s. It has gone through many evolutions over the years as she stepped into her role as a storyteller.
Seth Crossman is a minister, speaker, and writer who lives in Upstate New York. His own adventures have taken him across the globe and stirred his desire to write fast-paced, provocative thrillers that keep readers turning the page. He has three boys that he wants to inspire with a sense of adventure and courage to overcome whatever obstacles get in their way.