Chapter 7: A Suicide.... "Deceptions in the Air"


Cover by Peter Poast Publications with Photo by Junior Cruz

Similar to what newspapers in the 19th Century did the will publish a chapter a day from the book Deceptions in the Air. This fictional book is a blend of reality and conspiracy with a mix of Biblical Prophecy. My hope is that you enjoy the story, while it puts a desire in your heart to seek Truth.

Chapter 7:

"Bri," Jack said, bringing her back to what was currently happening. “What do you think those were if they weren’t clouds or planes?”

She knew exactly what they were. But before she could look at him to answer, she needed to wipe her eyes to rid herself of any evidence that she had been crying again.

Because of her disappointing marriage and love life, Bri had thrown herself into her work – becoming one of the best investigative reporters in Michigan. On account of her years of investigating controversial issues, Bri knew what she and Jack were seeing over the ocean.

“Remember that interview I did about a month ago with the Dr. Kincaide and Dr. Wilson? Remember how Kincaide talked about the sky being prepared to be a screen?”

“Yeah, that guy was nuts.”

“No he isn’t!” She insisted with confidence, but then paused to clarify on what she just heard Jack say.

“Wait. What do you mean ‘was’?”

“You didn’t hear? They found him dead... about a week ago. It was suicide.”

“Suicide? The few times I chatted with him I could tell that man loved life. His wife and kids were all he talked about… if he wasn’t talking chemtrials. There is no way he would have taken his own life!”

Bri gave Jack an awkward yet concerned look. She knew Jack. She knew his way of thinking. She knew his beliefs and his philosophies. Jack was more of a New Ager — everyone made his or her own way to heaven, with or without God. For Jack, life meant doing good most of the time, enjoying life without hurting others. And as long as he didn’t kill, steal or purposely hurt people for a living, he would go to heaven. And, if you mess up too much, you get to come back to this good old earth and do it all over again — until you do it right. Because energy cannot be destroyed... a mantra he had spoken to her way too many times.

What she was about to tell Jack involved conspiracy — good and evil, God and Satan, the end of time as man currently knew it. Jack would allow her to touch on these subjects on occasion... just to appease her, but he would never take any of this “nonsense talk” as he called it, seriously.

“Jack,” she said, staring at him so she could watch his facial expressions; for she did not want to lose him in what she was about to share with him. She knew it was important for him to know the truth. He needed to know the truth… for the safety of his soul.

“I need to tell you what I know for you to understand what is happening. I’m just afraid when I tell you what I know, you’re going to think I've lost my mind. So...," she said, pausing to take a deep breath before continuing, "I need you to think back to that interview I had with Dr. Kincaide, and the things he said concerning chemtrails.”


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