Nephilim Island by Hopkins Shawn

Author:Hopkins, Shawn [Hopkins, Shawn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Horror, thriller, Paranormal, Fantasy, Suspense, Adventure
ISBN: 9798481341255
Amazon: B09GXHNLP7
Goodreads: 59243140
Publisher: Banzai Press
Published: 2011-06-29T07:00:00+00:00

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The first trace of light broke over two pinnacles that were standing above the forest and piercing the coming dawn with their silhouettes. Which meant they were again heading eastward, into the rising sun. The two towers were standing about a quarter of a mile away, and even though three quarters of each monument’s body was hidden below the tree line, there was certainly no mistaking what they were. Suddenly, Chadwick’s obscure and whispered lectures on Egyptology, prompted by John’s search for a common denominator linking this place to Ronald’s writings (and even more so, his own past), suddenly seemed all the more practical.

Chris squinted at the graying skyline. “Is that what I think it is?”

“The Washington Monument?” Hunter shook his head. “No.”

“Obelisks,” Chadwick stated with that familiar wonder woven into his voice. The sight made him forget about the body of water they had to swim across to get here and that his clothes were still soaking wet because of it.

“Come on,” Jackson ordered, completely ignoring what everyone else was feeling. “We’re not going that way.” And he redirected his steps to the right, aiming instead for the beach.

But Chadwick’s eyes were so captivated by the monoliths that he couldn’t bring himself to move. “Where are we?” his voice whispered, echoing the same question Chris had asked earlier.

It was a question that everyone, Nick included, now found completely rational, for all notions of them being in present-day Bermuda had vanished with the night.

John, too, was mesmerized by the obelisks, electrocuted with an even stronger dose of the trepid feelings the smaller obelisk at the Cabinet Building had generated. And then he found Chadwick no longer staring at the monument, but at his chest, no doubt imagining his bare skin and the tattoo he’d seen on it earlier. John just shrugged, kept moving.

“Hey, Dr. Jones,” Chris called back to Chadwick, “you wanna tell us what they mean, too?” Then he swore rather loudly as he walked into a tree.

Chadwick took his eyes off the flashlight’s illuminating beam and put them back on the monoliths, staring at them again as if trying to decipher a meaning from some obscene riddle. “I already did. The pyramidion, or benben stone, that I said was associated with the cult of the Phoenix… I said that benben indicated the seeding of a womb and that the capstone represented Osiris’ seed…”

“You were talking about the hovering capstone on the dollar bill,” Chris remembered.

“Actually, I was commenting on Ronald’s drawing of the Bermuda Triangle, but yeah, the capstone’s represented at the top of the pyramid as well as at the top of the obelisk.”

“Wait a second,” Paul snorted from the growing shadows, “You’re saying that Osiris’ seed is sitting on top of the Washington Monument?”

“And in Vatican City. It’s a phallic symbol,” he clarified.

“But why would Osiris’ thingy be made into a monument dedicated to our first president?” Chris asked, confused. It was a strange question because it seemed so foreign to the issues at hand… or did it?

“Washington DC’s filled with Egyptian symbology.

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