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She grabbed it and flicked through it. More red pen marks and hurriedly scribbled notes:
refer to File 15A.
There was a theory that magnetic storms and interactions with other bodies in space could have caused the earth's magnetic field to reverse by affecting the earth's core. In the mid-1990s, scientists measured the motion of the much-theorized solid inner iron core and discovered it rotated
faster than the earth did. It was also surrounded by a larger liquid iron outer core that when taken together, formed a giant electrical motor.
Recently scientists theorized that to affect this motor would take more than a magnetic space storm. A gravitational field would have to divert it. Spin it maybe, about its axis, or nudge it off-kilter so the net result was that it wound up rotating in the opposite direction without ever having actually ceased to rotate.
Ellen was confident something was about to affect the earth's gravity. She had her money pegged on a dark matter comet passing close to the earth. The effects of gravity from such a periodic event would affect our home planet. It was a nice theory. But as Sarah sipped her water and sifted more documents, bigger pieces of the puzzle slowly started to fall into place.
Accepting there was a Flood and an earth crust displacement. Accepting there was a pre-Flood civilization of great power. Accepting there was devastation on a massive scale. Then there
had
to be an acceptance that mankind would instinctively wish to rebuild its shattered existence piece by piece.
To do it mankind would need dry land. Safe land. If the earth had been flooded they would need mountains and fertile land. Noah sailed for forty days and forty nights before he found what he was looking for. Who was to say others didn't do the same?
And was it merely coincidence that at approximately 7000 B.C. in just three places on earth, agriculture suddenly sprang up and flourished from out of nowhere?
In China it was around the Takla Makan. In South America it was around the Amazon. And in Africa it was the Nile and the Giza plateau. All three areas were close to high mountain ranges. And upon the nearby peaks, even today, was evidence from satellite photography of the remains of at least two massive ancient ships stuck 7,000 feet up the sides of two different mountains, lodestones and all. All three areas would have escaped the worst of the flooding. All three would have remained within a fairly stable climate region despite a shift. And within a radius of 1,000 miles, all three had pyramids.
At the pyramid in Egypt, Sarah had been responsible for the positive discovery of C60. In China, another team had already done the same. In Antarctica there was a city made of the stuff. Atlantis … Good God, it didn't matter how significant that was. None of that mattered. What mattered to Rola Corp. was the resource. And the company wanted that resource at all costs.
Sarah knew exactly what she was looking for now. On a roll, she dug out every geological report she could find. Cross-matched references to mineral deposits and Carbon 60 and hit paydirt.
Exactly one month ago, Rola Corp. had discovered Carbon 60 at a place called Wupu in the Takla Makan desert. A furious row broke out with Chinese officials, but not before certain information came to light at the site which led directly to a chain of unstoppable events.
On March 1, 2012, against the advice and clear warning of Chief Design Engineer Ralph Matheson, Rip Thorne inexplicably brought a test drilling operation in Antarctica forward by more than six months as the Chinese set out for the same area. Suddenly NASA was on the hunt for minerals too, and the pace at the company shipyard was quickened. But the drill ship wasn't ready, it couldn't be. But then, Rip Thorne wasn't looking for oil.
On March 8, 2012, Carbon 60 was found in Antarctica, based, it seemed at first, on historical information gleaned from Wupu. And the hunt for more C60 was launched. In a hurried dash, an internal search team was used to pinpoint the location of more easily accessible C60.
In Egypt, Cairo was targeted. While in South America, in the Amazon basin, a site near the Pini Pini River was chosen. Guarded by the Machiguenga Indians who considered themselves guardians of the “sacred places,” satellite images clearly showed a series of eight vast pyramids which had lain undisturbed for millennia, covered in vegetation and masked by the jungle of the rainforest.
Ellen was right. A team
had
been dispatched to South America.
But what had sparked the hunt for C60 in the first place? What had caused Rola Corp. to seek Carbon 60 and wind up researching earth crust displacement?
The answer was Ellen Paris. The discovery of C60 in China, the same incident that was precipitating a confrontation, was due in part to the article written by her.
It would happen again, Ellen said. The Flood would happen again. Sarah read through Ellen's theory intently and quickly found what she was looking for—what some faceless scientist had ringed as important. No matter what the external mechanism was that triggered the earth's crust to shift, the build-up to the event could be timed. By monitoring the resulting build-up in earthquake activity, a date for the impending disaster could be predicted, and Ellen had predicted such an event.
Earthquakes were the prelude to the Flood, and the build-up began in Peru.
In 1996.
Within seconds she was wading her way through page after page of statistics.
They were U.S. Geological Survey figures Ellen had used. Critical to her thesis yet somewhat obscure. The puzzle for Sarah was, how could earthquake events from 1996 have any connection to events in 2012? Just looking at the pattern showed that Peru had suffered a lot of activity for two days straight. But how did that help set a date for an imminent flood?
It was what Ellen called the “Tesla Effect.” A surprising name for a geological effect since the late, great Nikola
Tesla had been no geologist. He was the founding father of radio and alternating current.
It all had to do with frequency, vibration, and oscillation, in a combined phenomenon called
resonance.
One day while working at his laboratory in New York, Tesla attached a small oscillating machine to the steel structure of the building he was using, and turned it on just to see what would happen. The result was a mini-earthquake in the downtown Manhattan area that prompted the local police to mobilize en masse and put a stop to the crank. Further experiments led him to believe that it would be possible to level the Brooklyn Bridge by such a method. Or, more ominously, rip the entire planet in two by using tons of dynamite.
This was all very well but where did it fit into earthquake frequency patterns?
The answer was resonance. Every object, animate or inanimate, atom or animal, had its own specific resonance—a frequency at which it vibrated. By influencing that resonance by means of sound waves, the resonance could be sped up until the object literally shook itself apart. Or worse, shattered. It was the same principle behind an opera singer breaking a glass just by hitting the right sustained note.
Ellen explained it by using the analogy of a child on a swing. Every time Mom chose to push the swing, it was only once the swing had peaked and was just starting its return journey away from her that she put in any effort. And she did this because it took
very little
effort to keep the swing moving that way.
However, if Mom used the same force she used to get Baby swinging in the first place, any fool knew instinctively that in time, the swing would wind up flipping over the top bar.
It was the same principle with resonance.
Tesla had discovered that it took one hour and forty-nine minutes for a low-frequency wave to pass through the earth and come back again. His theory was that if he detonated a ton of dynamite every hour and forty-nine minutes, over and over, he would set into effect a state of vibration that would cause the earth's crust to rise and fall by hundreds of feet.
Seas would be shifted. Civilization would be destroyed. And Tesla's time-scale for such an event? A matter of years.
Sarah went cold.
Ellen had set the start point in 1996. And the culmination was due any month now.
The flaw in all this was that Ellen, try as she might, just couldn't pinpoint the external cause. She was no astrophysicist. She rambled on about a comet made of dark matter but she didn't really know what she was talking about. But what she did know outstripped statistical probability by two to one. She had charted the build-up and stress on the earth's own resonance over time. And the most outwardly public and perceptible result of this build-up was the increased earthquake activity, which had risen precisely in line with her predictions.
Sarah couldn't believe what she was reading. And couldn't believe she had part of the puzzle. Could gravity waves from the sun have begun pulsing over fifteen years ago?
Even now, millions of low-frequency waves were bouncing around inside the earth's core, ricocheting and growing. A fact Rola Corp. had dismissed as nonsense to Ellen's face, as a copy of their letter to her showed. But it was something Rola Corp. had decided in private to follow up. For there was a pattern in the low-frequency waves that Ellen had not picked up on, and which Rola Corp.'s best minds had. The pattern was a focal issue. The low-frequency waves oscillating within the earth's core were focusing in on five distinct areas around the globe. Bouncing around, seemingly at random, yet dissipating at five sites. At first no one knew why, but it was clear it was not by chance.
The five sites were Antarctica, the Arctic, Pini Pini in Peru, Cairo in Egypt, and Wupu in China. The only immediate site accessible for investigation had been Wupu, and it was there that C60 was first discovered. A crystal that, all preliminary reports from Geneva suggested, responded directly to gravity waves.
Sarah threw herself back in the chair. Chewed the end of her pen and thought long and hard about the implications. There were five sites around the planet that contained C60 and responded to gravity waves, that were the focus points to
low-frequency seismic waves. What the hell had Rola Corp. stumbled across here? And why had they told no one about it?
Sarah eyed the computer screen ponderously, and that was when she saw it. Tucked innocently away in one corner of the desktop screen on Thorne's laptop computer was a vid-phone shortcut icon simply called:
Peru.
She eyed it nervously. A direct line to the South American team.
She snuck a glance back toward the bedroom. Then decided to go for it.
She tapped her finger on the screen, activating the link, slapped a Post-it Note over the camera in the side of the unit. Sat back. Waited.
And watched.
FINDING CONNECTION …
HOST CARRIER CONFIRMED.
RINGING.
WAITING FOR PICK-UP …
It was raining.
“Hello?”
The guy in the beat-up brown Panama, wearing a khaki shirt and leather jerkin covered in pockets and bulging with tools and equipment had a rasping voice. He had a feather and a colored woolen twirl around the hat as kind of a headband, and he hadn't shaved in a week. He was also soaking wet.
The video feed flashed as lightning lit up the sky behind him. Rain poured off the brim. But it was barely distinguishable from the heavy downpour that was gushing past the lens.
Behind him, Sarah could see other members of the team in waterproof nylon ponchos, guns slung over their shoulders. She could see heavy lifting equipment in the forest. Ripped parachutes and cargo webbing stretched over much of it. Poking up into the sky, beyond the leafy canopy and shrouded at the top in rainy mist, were several giant pyramids, covered in plants and vines three or four feet deep.
Huge white scars exposed the true surfaces in places where the runoff had washed away looser vegetation.
And she could see too where the Machiguenga Indians had rushed out to meet them. Their reddened bodies were exposed to the elements in ceremonial garb. They had used bows and arrows to defend themselves before being slaughtered. Their torn, bullet-riddled bodies lay discarded on the forest floor.
A knot twisted in the pit of Sarah's stomach. Instinctively she gasped.

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