Awakening by Carissa Andrews

Awakening by Carissa Andrews

Author:Carissa Andrews [Andrews, Carissa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Author Revolution, LLC


13

Thea

My mind whirls around, splitting into fifty billion different directions. Savior? Origin story?

What in the actual?

“Okay let me get this straight,” I begin. “You're telling us we're supposed to somehow magically conjure them up and what? Blast them with gamma radiation?”

Melissa shrugs. “Sure, if that's what the universe is telling you to do. I’m just the messenger.”

Thea runs her hand over her face, “Oh my gods.”

“I have my gifts, you have yours.” Melissa smiles sweetly.

“Whoa,” Mike mutters. “This is all trippy. Does anyone else think this is trippy?”

“Says the theoretical physicist,” I chuckle.

“Morgan, do you have any insights?” Bea asks, plucking nonchalantly at something on her pant leg.

Morgan turns her gaze to Bea and asks, “Like what?”

“Oh, I just get the feeling you're not giving yourself enough credit for all the things you know. You and Gabe have been in different realities, from what I gather. Think hard. Is there any difference between this reality and others you've been to? Maybe we’re missing something obvious,” she offers.

Morgan stands up and spins in a circle around the room. Her gaze falls to one of the paintings along the wall—the creepy one of the tortured man.

“Oh my gods, you're right. Bea, how could I have been so blind? It's been staring us right in the face. Literally,” she says whirling back around to face us.

My upper lip curls into an Elvis snarl. “Mind filling the rest of us in?”

Morgan paces back and forth until she finally twists to face Gabe. “How could we have missed it? In everything that's going wrong—in all the religious artifacts we've collected over the years—it never occurred to me to watch for what’s missing. I mean, things go missing all the time from one reality to the next. So why would we even—”

Gabe stands up, his eyes twinkling with some sort of recognition no one else seems to catch. Except maybe Bea, because she’s a weird friggin’ anomaly.

“Do you… do you think this is where everything went wrong? Because we're missing Christianity in this reality, and that's what’s allowed the demons in?” Gabe asks, pulling his bushy, golden eyebrows inward.

I stand up, placing my hands on the back of the bench. “You guys are talking in Greek. Seriously, anyone want to fill us in on what this Christianity thing is and how it's related to what’s happening now?”

“I second that,” Braham says.

“Thank you,” I say, raising my hand in recognition.

Morgan takes a deep breath, her brown eyes sparkling in the candlelight of the sanctuary. “Christianity exists on multiple planes of existence, but evidently not this one. I’m not sure why, other than variations occur. It’s part of the infinite holographic universe, I suppose.”

“Can you get to the point?” I say, quirking a brow.

“The essence boils down to this. A little boy was born of immaculate conception, and he grew up to find out he’s the son of God. It was the beginning of a patriarchal pantheon—no longer a stage of gods, but in essence, one true God and his son.



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