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In place of Martin’s wife’s voice, a male voice came through demanding, “Go drop all you have gathered from Throne in a safe box and we will let your family live. The safe box is at Tress Bus Station, sixteen minutes away from the last hotel you used in Sao Tome Island.” “How do I know you won’t kill me and my family after I have given you all I got from Throne?” “I can’t make you any promises. You died the moment you poked your nose into our affairs. If you don’t do as told, in thirty minutes time, we will slaughter your family members and come after you. I assure you, you will not leave Sao Tome and Principe alive. If you drop all you have from Throne at the safe box, I will know, and that might save your family members. The code to open the safe box is 67676.” The phone went dead. Martin wrote down the number and studied it; he knew it was the name of a person. He had come across it before in one of the end time conspiracy theories he read and dismissed as foolish. He promised himself to get the number to someone who would crack it for him if he made it out of Sao Tome and Principe alive.

Hastily Martin began to make copies of the files in the flash drive which Throne gave to him. He searched Throne’s pouch and found more information about the Ebola outbreak in West Africa, a plan to use Anthrax against American soldiers in America’s military bases in Europe and Asia, and against some Pentecostal Church leaders in America. Martin knew he was in a race against time, he had to get copies of the documents he got from Throne, and plan how to survive a shooter whom he knew would be waiting for him at the Tress Bus Station. As for his family he was not sure he would ever see them again, even if he gave them all he had and swore an oath on it. As for his life, he knew he would not be spared. Like the man said over the phone, he died the moment he began to investigate the activities of The Elite.

While Martin worked to make copies of the documents, an idea occurred to him and so he stopped. He took one of his old flash drives, formatted it, transferred some of the information to it and left with his bag pack and all he got from Throne. Exactly thirty minutes later a teenager walked into Tress Bus Station and went straight to the safe box, opened it with the code given to him, deposited a flash drive inside, locked it and hurried out of the station. A man holding a Springfield XD Pistol tailed the teenager out of the station. Another shooter was inside the station searching for any sign of Martin on his thermal rifle scope. With no sign of him, the shooter placed a call to a man, “Hello! Martin didn’t show up at the bus station. He sent a street boy to do it for him. Sam is following the boy to see if he would lead him to Martin.” “Go remove the material the boy deposited in the safe box and find out what is in it. When you have done that let me know. Tell Sam to find Martin and kill him this night. We will take care of his family from here.” The long range shooter dialed Sam, “Any luck with the boy?” “No. The boy headed into the small market nearby and disappeared.” “Come back at the bus station, we will track martin through his mobile phone.” Back in Arkansas United States, Martin’s wife and two children were shoved into a black SUV and driven away to an unknown destination.

When Sam returned to the bus station, he and the shooter left for their SUV. Inside the vehicle they called the man in Arkansas, “We have looked at what Martin left in the safe box, from what we have seen Throne had a lot of information about The Elite. We think you should call Martin’s cell phone and give us his location. Hold him on the phone as long as you can until we get to his location. Don’t lose him; try to stay on him until we are close enough to take him out.” “I will. Once I get him on the phone Marie will talk you through his location and movement.” Martin was on a bus heading to the airport when his phone rang. One look at the number he knew who was calling. Immediately he dropped the call and removed his battery from his phone. The agent in Arkansas called him back but couldn’t reach him. He called Sam and the shooter and told them to circulate Martin’s face and send their agents at every exit point in Sao Tome and Principe.


Martin’s wife and two children, a boy and a girl were taken to a secret underground lab used for human-alien experiments. Martin’s wife and daughter were quickly tested to know if they could be suitable to serve as surrogate hosts to incubate alien semen to produce half breed aliens who would blend in amongst humans. Martin’s son was injected and wheeled into the theater to harvest his organs and tissues for experiments. When the tests on Martin’s wife and teenage daughter came out, the doctors thought they might be suitable to serve as surrogate mothers to birth alien hybrids. Alien semen was immediately injected into them and they were moved to a secluded chamber where they were to be monitored. For nearly a century, The Elite has been experimenting on how to create a human-alien hybrid in fulfillment of the prophecy of Daniel that the fourth kingdom on earth shall seek to mingle the seed of mankind with that of demonic breeds from the outer space, Daniel 2:43-44. From the time of the two hundred fallen angels who took wives amongst men and sought to corrupt the seed of mankind as recorded in Genesis 6 and in the Lost Books of Enoch, diabolical designs have been ongoing to introduce and ungodly specie of humans to deny the existence of God and to destroy the belief that God is the author of life. The Elite believed that it was their responsibility to give the world the first breed of ‘humans not made by God’.

Three months after Martin’s family vanished, Martin surfaced in the US and found out that he had been declared a wanted man for the killing of his family members. There were on the internet, the pictures of his wife and two teenage children in a pool of blood with their throats slit. News about their deaths was that Martin Douglas had become fixated and paranoid about end time conspiracy theories and in a bid to save his family members from what he called ‘the coming apocalypse’ killed them and escaped to Africa where he got a hold of some preposterous conspiracy theory about governments involvement in the outbreak of Ebola virus in West Africa. He was designated ‘very dangerous’. No one he knew in the Times Newspaper wanted to help him or have anything to do with him; as far as they were concerned Martin was a nutcase who believed in grotesque conspiracy theories and was responsible for the deaths of his wife and children. The people he knew threatened to call the police on him as soon as he pressed them for help and tried to tell them what he knew about The Elite. After several failed efforts to get help, Martin realized that he had been pushed into the same situation as the five doctors who went public with the information that the Ebola virus outbreak in West Africa was weaponized by a group led by the US government.

He remembered the man who years earlier had claimed that HIV AIDS was a creation of the French and American governments to reduce the population of the world, especially third world countries. The man had his medical license revoked and he was never able to practice medicine in any part of the world. His image was permanently damaged. Some world leaders made sure that no one believed what he had to say about HIV AIDS. The same global plague called HIV AIDS was a program of The Elite group. As Martin sat on the floor of the dimly lit room which served as his hide out, he began to peel through every conspiracy theory he had read and thought that the writers were crazed and stupid. If everyone he knew would not believe him about The Elite group and how his family members vanished. If those men and women were thought crazy and he also was thought crazy, then they must have been right. Right on that floor he swore to let the world hear his story. He would fight until he found a media organization or individuals who would help him tell his story.

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Uzoma Ujor

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