From Beyond Reality
(Novelette One)
V Bertolaccini
First published 2011 by CB
This edition published 2014 by CB
This is a CB edition 2014
Copyright Victor Bertolaccini
ISBN: 978-1-4761-6357-4
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Prologue
Space and Time Experiments
A miniature white hole magically floated, inertly in mid-air, in front of the entity/transcendent, at the front of the voyager, within a field of energy, in its own reality, while energy beams dragged its radius apart.
It resembled a star in space, as it fired energy discharges at regions of it to spin it wildly about itself, and it simultaneously increased the light behind it to whiteness. The speed of its rotation increased and increased, and the power of it could be felt in vibrations and whirling sounds.
With a vociferous explosion, and gleams of light exploding out, it imploded, until it had almost vanished, and turned black, and the entity/transcendent stretched it apart until it resembled a miniature black hole, with fuzzy multidimensional forms rotating around it, clearly from time shifts – clustering in clustered layers.
At times it took the form of a black bubble of pure energy – buzzing wildly and dangerously about – ready to discharge.
Sparks of energy rotated it, edging into its fringes, creating spectacular effects, making it distort in twisted forms.
The entity/transcendent concentrated its mind more and more, and consequently the object exploded out across the entire area in front of it, revealing its interior of zillions of miniature clouds of gas floating partially spaced apart, in an energy bubble of blackness, and it stopped its progression.
It had clearly just created and invented a miniature universe – with a miniature copy of the big bang that created this universe.
The entity/transcendent, after almost applauded its creation, created a time field around it, and its time rate swiftly accelerated at a rate of millions and then billions of years per second, with its clouds of gases altering to zillions of zillions of lights floating partially spaced apart.
It was a miniature universe identical to this one, and it now was the same age, and state.
The entity/transcendent stopped its progression at a calculated point, and carried out a series of basic experiments, and it decreased its own size and form, into a new form of entity, and partially entered it.
Its reality magically spun around it, in patterns of light.
It floated in the depths of its own universe, and it continued decreasing its size, and entering it!
Space shrank, all about it, and the stars appeared from clusters.
Spectacular white beams exploded out, and stars shot about it.
In its depths, it saw a region, situated within the center of space, and it surrounded it with diagrams and symbols, and it put a line stretching through the galaxies from it – which reached away out to the Milky Way.
It was the course that the other entity/transcendent had taken!
It had used telepathic recordings that it was now able recreate.
It studied the entire surroundings, and grasped how feeble it was.
Galaxies, everywhere, altered, shrank, and deformed into nothing – the whole universe was disposed of – and many zillions of galaxies destroyed – a glittering immense jewel, embedded in a black velvet background, vanishing into a zero point.
It shuddered at its findings, and fully realized what it wanted.
For weeks, while it voyaged to the Milky Way, it planned its encounter with the other entity/transcendent.
Infinitely streaking stars, of solar systems, flickered by, on a screen, at the front of the circular chamber wall.
Infrequently it would react to sounds and reaccelerate, and orbit worlds, or come to a standstill in space at unknown objects.
Its entry of this galaxy might have been the second entry of it, millions years ago – with its unique acceleration letting it travel across the immense depths of galactic and intergalactic space.
The entity/transcendent’s glowing shape would hold out objects, while strange ghostly shapes of life forms from extraordinary worlds flashed about it.
Its voyager would plunge down through their atmospheres, and its immense dark shape would hover over mind-bending landscapes – with such phenomena as swirling currents of unidentified living gas clouds engulfing it.
On many desolate worlds, with silence and motionlessness, it would lunge over extraordinary entities and life forms and collect them, and hurtle upwards towards the stars.
With its mind-boggling technology and powers, and an accuracy and capacity inconceivable, it explored this galaxy – while voyaging across all the different star quadrants, and through the central stars – exploring vast billions of unexplored stars throughout its expanse of space.
Nonetheless, even with such abilities, while exiting the galaxy, after almost colliding with a star, exactly as the other entity/transcendent had done, it also crashed into the surface of the Earth – leaving its alien artifact buried away for millions of years – with the entity/transcendent inside – waiting to be revived.
Part I
The Discovery
Chapter 1
The Scientists
Shades of light, in animated motions, played over the Pacific Ocean, as the plane went high, and David Parker examined their strange alterations, with erratic characterizations, and then spotted the island, as it appeared on the horizon.
The island was not marked on the map, and at first appeared to be uncharted, and one of the legendry islands of the Pacific.
“This island is not on the map!” Brydon confirmed, in his tall, serious, technical way, from the doorway of the other compartment, where the scientists were at work.
Brydon glanced sideways, at the window – and at the island.
Parker was the owner and leading research scientist, and was responsible for organizing things, and all the screw-ups, and he did not accept that any island in the 21st century could be uncharted – even if it was undersized.
“We’ll just ignore it for now!” Parker firmly replied.
Carlton, a smaller, older, gray haired scientist, pushed passed Brydon, through the doorway.
“I’ll have someone contact the mapping company responsible,” Carlton continued. “When we are back!”
Parker nodded firmly in agreement, and they returned to where they were working in the other compartment.
The scientists onboard were testing their new version of the underground surveillance technology, developed by them, originally developed for the military – and now being used for underground scanning and mapping of the surface of the globe.
Only the two of the eight scientists onboard, Jeff Brydon and Robert Carlton, were from the original project – and associates of his – and he had unquestionably put them there
Parker, and the scientists, had become outstandingly famous when the original underground scan equipment had been rele
ased, and when it had uncovered a perfectly preserved dinosaur beneath a sea cliff in Cornwall.
He had visited Norway, where he had met up with Professor Robert Farrell, after receiving recommendations from members of the Exploration Association on Farrell’s expedition to uncover a legendry dinosaur, and he had expeditiously declared how he could help them, and he gave them an insight into his fantastic new technology, and how it could be used.
He had told them that the gravity surveying equipment could scan – without being influenced by any movements – more accurately, deeper, and faster, from planes and helicopters, than anything so far invented. The gravity detection components had once been highly confidential, and produced by leading establishments.
It was unbelievably accurate, and produced detailed mapping below the ground, at any depth, making it possible to observe objects with a perfect clarity with the dimensions of a dinosaur fossil – and from a plane.
Its potential had been rapidly acknowledged and bought by the military, whose investment into it had helped create it.
Though it had been confidential, it never lasted long! They had decided to use this technology with the regular military – to detect such things as underground bunkers and mines.
Parker had returned from an exciting project over in Greenland, searching the depths of ice there, where they had been targeting locations at the oldest regions of ice, recorded by scientists, at particular deep depths that the technology could handle, and had drilled at particular sites.
The continents had shifted considerably since the dinosaurs existed, and the right locations were rare. If they existed there!
They had notably considered going to the Antarctic, where the ice in regions had been proven to have been on the land there for millions of years. Perhaps amphibious or other prehistoric animals, which had been there, were buried there. Extinct species, and even some remaining dinosaurs, might have been roaming there, and could have been killed in avalanches or snowstorms, and frozen there.
They had used it to scan and map miles of rural Britain, and coast, expertly examining beneath beaches, cliffs, fields, forests, hills, and lakes in distinct detail. And while they had been examining the coastal region of Cornwall that had been in the central region of the co-ordinates that Professor Farrell had come up with for the location of his fossil, the scientists on the plane had caught sight of something, which had seemed little. But when they had it checked, they had found that they had to have found it.
Once again the underground scan equipment had been proven to have an accuracy beyond anything achieved, especially from a plane, and it had uncovered a perfectly preserved dinosaur beneath a sea cliff.
Other creatures had later been found buried away there.
The strange unknown prehistoric fossils had become famous worldwide, and so had Professor Farrell.
However, Professor Farrell had later vanished – and had been believed to have been killed in a warehouse explosion – but he had reappeared years later.
Chapter 2
The Second Occurrence
Although it was still evening, their work, and procedure, was weary from it being unexpectedly lengthened by the island, and the equipment showing strange reactions – possibly from damage to some of the parts or faults in it, starting to show up.
The eight scientists endeavored to inspect everything, and do what could be done in such a position – with plane flying low and over the island – over its west coast – which had a tropical beach of palm trees alone it – which was only broken at the center with an area of a mile with a large perpendicular cliff.
Parker worked away, at the edge of the action, near the window, studying readouts given to him by Carlton, making some conclusions, and giving his findings into a microphone, or to Brydon, while occasionally examining the island appearing below in glances.
The island was a bright, desolate, and roughly round tropical island, about thirty miles across all round it, and basically flat, covered by tropical trees, with dense jungle areas, and golden sand patches – except for a curious massive fifteen-mile round cavity – which was volcanic or meteoric, and about five miles inland from the area in front of them, on the west coast.
The cavity reached down more than a thousand feet all around it, with perpendicular cliffs, and after it, almost five miles inland, there was a single five-thousand-foot cone-shaped volcanic mountain – which was about five miles from the eastern coast.
Parker watched in amazement as all the instruments one by one began reacting furiously, and the scientists with them, and Brydon after checking everything rushed over to him.
“Tell us of the strange magnetic phenomenon that was encountered in Cornwall …!” he asked Parker urgently.
His firm, defined composure, and his mention of encounter made Parker jump to attention.
“By a phenomenon, which was never properly explained, accurate scientific compasses – wildly oscillated and spun when they encountered the Cornwall site.
“A form of powerful magnetic influence, or something of that nature, acted upon it, and the scanning done there.”
“Well, we seem to have found another encounter – and it’s tremendous! The more we move up the island the more powerful it is getting …!”
“Is it directly ahead of us!”
“Nope! It’s somewhere inland – up ahead!”
Parker received one of the readouts on it, and stared at it with amazement.
“What could create such power? It must be colossal!”
“Someone must be playing around with something out here! Are there any military or similar establishments out here?”
“I never heard of this island – or of anything out here. But why would it be built out here? Why would they be using anything or experimenting on something out there though?”
“Perhaps they are using or creating something too dangerous to be activated in an inhabited zone!”
“That would also explain it being an uncharted island!”
“And perhaps like the atomic explosions detonated in the Pacific …”
“What could create such a powerful magnetic disturbance?”
“It could be a natural phenomenon though.”
“Or more like someone wants to manipulate the Earth’s core or something!”
“What are your assumptions, Carlton?” Brydon called over.
“We can’t find any proper conclusions,” Carlton answered firmly.
“Whatever it is, we will need more reasonable clues,” Parker replied.
He thought through possibilities.
The major factor was that it had happened at Cornwall.
Had they found something else?
The adrenalin of the scientists was visibly rushing through their veins, overwhelming them.
“At any rate,” Brydon continued, “there are stories of occurrences about the globe. The Bermuda Triangle for one. It was supposed cause such a magnetic effect – just before ships and planes vanished!”
“If I remember rightly,” Parker Replied, “it was believed that at the Cornwall incident that there could be some sort of natural or artificial element around – such as a mass of magnetic iron. Perhaps the reactions created by even a tremendous meteorite!
“A mountain of magnetic iron ore in a purer state,” he stated, looking out at the immense fifteen-mile round cavity, inland, up ahead of them.
“Okay! It’s coming from where we are going ...”
Many of the scientists started getting strange findings, and Parker and Brydon watched their startled faces, with curiosity.
All over the plane electronic equipment started flickering and giving out sparks, on the verge of breaking down.
The scanning equipment started to blank out, as if fluctuations of energy were overpowering it.
“Shut down everything before it is damaged!” Brydon called.
“We’ll have plenty of time to check everything later …” Parker gasped – as he realized the plane was d
iving lower and lower – and one of the pilots announced them crash-landing.
The plane’s electronics were also flickering on and off, and, consequently, began to stop working.
The scan equipment was very important and of value, and still almost top secret, and they tried to save it from being damaged – before they all started to prepare for the crash-landing.
The plane hurtled down, as all the scientists rushed around, almost in confusion, while still trying to collect any data, check everything, as they protected all of equipment from as much damage as they could.
The two pilots tested what they could perceive, and started to land the plane on the water near the tropical shore.
“We’ve lost all contact with base,” one of the pilots confirmed, as he helped them.
“Remarkable!” Parker remarked, preparing himself for the landing – and even possibly a swim to the shore.
The plane flew in low, at a regulated pace, which gave him some reassurance.
“There are some inflatable life rafts there!” the pilot announced, and pointed at the back, and some of the scientists went to them.
At the window, Parker saw an expanse of Pacific waves, shifting around with some velocity and energy, and he saw the island was too far from anywhere – and beyond civilization – to expect any help.
They all fastened themselves into their seats, and prepared themselves, as it plummeted, as perfectly as could be expected, and swept across the water, without damaging the plane, even with its deep shudders and thuds – and it halted, in silence – and they heard water rushing in – and it started to sink, while they escaped.
Chapter 3
The Fantastic Island
The patterns of tones of waves rushing across the golden tropical beach awakened Parker from his light slumber, and he restored his investigation of the mystifying episode of the previous day.
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