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Cha-Ofanim sat in a room no bigger than a closet, filled with thick wires and cables. He sat in front of a switchboard that looked like it came from a 1950’s television show. He pushed back the hood of his crimson robe exposing his shaved head sporting a pair of headphones. He listened intently.
The secret room was one of thousands making up a network of listening rooms capable of monitoring all portions of the ship. Nothing escaped their attention. No one was exempt, just as he was aware that another priest was likely keeping a watchful eye on him right now. Cha-Ofanim was just one of many priests who knew of these rooms. What Cha-Ofanim was not aware of was who these other priests were.
He pulled the cord from the switchboard and leaned back, a yellow toothed smile spread across his face. He was a priest of the Ocptia, or the Understood, whose purpose is to provide understanding to the High Angel or Chayoth–Ha–Qadesh. The Ocptia serve only the High Angel, the All-Illuminating Loomius, their creator, their guide through life, the source of their power and knowledge. He will gain the pleasure of Chayoth–Ha–Qadesh, as he, Cha-Ofanim, will deliver these Earthlings himself.
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