Rise of the Beast by Kenneth Zeigler

Author:Kenneth Zeigler [Zeigler, Kenneth]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fiction, General, Religious, Christian, heaven, Future life, hell, Devil
ISBN: 9780768432831
Google: W5N3OVThFYUC
Amazon: 0768432839
Publisher: Destiny Image
Published: 2010-10-31T23:00:00+00:00

A glowing, blue cloud filled with shimmering stars materialized behind a pile of boulders along the narrow canyon. Out of the cloud stepped three figures, a dark angel and two humans. The cloud vanished behind them.

They ventured cautiously into the 50-foot-wide canyon. Normally there would have been a long procession of shackled, rag-clad people heading up this canyon, but not today. Bedillia looked about nervously. This place brought back bad memories. Two years ago, she had been a part of that procession for one complete circuit, even making the terrible plunge from the cliff. She caressed her particle pistol nervously.

“Are you OK, Bedillia?” asked Kurt, whose rifle was still slung over his shoulder.

“Yeah, I’m OK,” she confirmed, scanning the length of the ridge to the west.

“Let’s stay together,” cautioned Abaddon. “There might still be demons here, searching the area. I’d rather not have to explain the reason for our presence here.”

“According to the treaty, we have every right to be here,” objected Kurt.

True,” conceded Abaddon, “but our presence could place us in an awkward or even dangerous position. We don’t want to create an incident.”

“Well, whatever,” said Kurt. “I wish we could have investigated this incident a few days ago, right after it happened, rather than wait five days.”

“As I said, I didn’t want to encounter any demons,” said Abaddon. “I assume that they have completed their investigation by now.”

The team moved southward, up the canyon, wary of any movement; there was none. There was a well-worn trail up the rocky floor, well worn by the feet of thousands of humans for just as many thousands of years.

Bedillia mulled over the reason for this place all the while, even as she scanned the barren landscape about her. She thought of the human tragedy it represented. She pondered the almost inconceivable pain and suffering. Where had all of these people gone?

For the next three hours the team searched for the sign of a struggle, dried blood, anything. They followed the trail up the side of the canyon and across the ridge to the very precipice of the cliff itself then backtracked their way to the place where the canyon met the four-mile-wide Valley of Noak, a place that appeared about as hospitable as Death Valley. There was never so much as a drop of rain here, not even clouds beyond those associated with the occasional dust storm. The bloated, red sun hung a short distance above the western horizon, forever stationary.

Out here in the open valley, the temperature was a very dry 90. There were certainly more unpleasant places in Hell, as far as the climate was concerned. Here the group concentrated their search. This was one of the places where the demons tended to congregate, the location where those who jumped from the cliff were at last reunited with the ground.

Over the two years since Bedillia had fallen from that cliff, she had tried to block this place out of her mind, but she particularly remembered this place. Still, it seemed strange that it was so quiet.

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