“What makes you so sure that we can find Atlantis from Andros?” Wolf voices the uncertainty I’ve been feeling. We’ve gathered for lunch at Charles and Analiese’s bungalow, where Tony and Meg had stocked the refrigerator with some basics, including frozen burgers and buns. We could do worse than a summer cookout on a winter day. Charles mans the grill, while the ladies set the table with condiments and fresh lettuce and tomatoes. The scent of grilling meat has me salivating.
“There’s conjecture that the Bahamas are a part of the lost continent of Atlantis,” Charles says. “A team of marine archeologists led by my friend Dr. Julian Emery, recently sent a submersible to photograph a pyramid they found in the depths of a trench called the Tongue of the Ocean. It appears to be crystalline and we believe it may be part of an energy source for an undersea city built by the Dracans. It makes sense, if you consider that the pyramids found all over the world were part of a complex energy grid in ancient times.”
“I thought the glass pyramid story was debunked.” I hope I’m wrong. Charles turns off the grill and brings the meat to the table. We grab the buns and dig in. I’m not the only one who’s hungry.
“People should be skeptical,” Charles explains. “If it isn’t true, it should be debunked. However, authorities have been known to cover up more than a few discoveries. Dylan and I have been talking to Dr. Emery. He’s assured us the pyramid is real and has sent us photos to corroborate his claims. I believe he’s fascinated with the idea of extraterrestrials living under the ocean, and he’s willing to work with us and let us use his equipment.”
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