The Prophet Motive by Eric Christopherson

Author:Eric Christopherson [Christopherson, Eric]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Mystery, Thriller
Goodreads: 8607161
Publisher: Eric Christopherson
Published: 2010-06-28T23:00:00+00:00

John awoke with Tom Mahorn shaking him roughly. The lights in this strange, little black room had dimmed again. Tom stepped away. The Wizard’s face appeared upside down, directly overhead.

“Hear me, Brother John, hear me. I want you to close your eyes and imagine going back in time . . . You’re walking alone on a street in the old neighborhood . . . the place where you lived when you were sixteen, seventeen years old . . . and you see that your body is going back in time too. Magically, you’re two decades younger . . . a teenager again, in every way . . . You come to your street, and now you’re standing in front of the home you lived in then . . . Where are you, John? Where are you?”

“Sutter street.” John didn’t open his eyes. “San Mateo. My uncle Tony’s house.”

“He raised you?”

“Yes. After my parents died.”

“How old were you when they died?

“Seven.”

“What happened to them?”

“I don’t want to talk about it.”

“You’re on a plane now, John, a jumbo jet. From your window seat you see puffy white clouds outside. You see the ocean below and purple mountaintops in the distance. You’re excited because you’re a teenager, and you’re not used to flying . . . Suddenly, you feel a strange tingling sensation, over your entire body.”

“I feel it,” John said.

“You feel yourself aging backwards again, growing younger and younger . . . younger and younger . . . You begin to shrink. You’re shrinking as you sit there in your seat . . . shrinking and shrinking . . . the seatbelt loosening around your middle . . . It’s getting harder to see out the window . . .”

“Yes, it is.”

“Younger and younger you grow . . . younger and younger, smaller, thinner, shorter . . . and all your cares and all your memories of adulthood and adolescence go away . . . they all just go away . . . you’re ten years old again . . . and now nine years old . . . eight . . . seven.”

“No,” John said, lolling his head back and forth. “Please.”

“Your plane is headed for South America . . .”

“Turn the plane around!” John said. “Please! Mommy! Don’t let’s go there!” A moment later, he burst into tears.

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