Title: The Deadly Prophesy of Enoch
Author: Douglas C. Atkins
Series: Standalone Title
Genre: Dystopian Fantasy with Christian
Elements
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Edition/Format: 1st
Edition/Format~ eBook & Print
Blurb/Synopsis:
Hundreds of years ago, deep within an
ancient Jewish religious work, the details of a prophesied judgment day are
revealed. Written in 300 BC, the book of Enoch holds the truth for the future.
The world needs to know the reality, but one question remains-who will spread
the word?
Long after the turn of the twenty-first
century, water and oxygen are in short supply. With nearly all the natural
resources depleted, a megacompany controls the insatiable demand for water and
oxygen through its international desalination plants. But when the company's
network administrator discovers someone is sending out classified security
information about the plants, he has no idea that it is all part of a plot
hatched by the Church of the Elect. Its leader, Shaul Eitan, is determined to
carry out a plan to destroy all the desalination plants and, worse yet, to
initiate a nuclear holocaust. Eitan wants nothing more than to destroy the
human population forever. The Watchers have no choice-they must risk
everything.
Chaos reigns in a future dystopian world as
everyone wonders if the book of Enoch has foretold a truthful ending to the
universe.
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From
Chapter 28
“Better take it easy on that,” Kamryn said.
“We have to conserve as much as we can. Wait a minute, how much did you drink?”
Sabino held up the jug and saw that he had almost emptied it. He experienced a
deep feeling of guilt. “Why the hell did you drink so much?” she demanded.
“I couldn’t help it. I was afraid I would
dehydrate. I had to drink a lot, and I had to wash out my cut.”
“Well, Ping, congratulations. You just
finished a whole day’s water supply. Now we have enough for less than a day. I
should drink the water, and you should go through all of the work of preparing
a cactus.”
“Kamryn, I’m sorry, but I couldn’t stop,”
he said, lamely trying to defend himself. “It’s like something that came over
me. I had to drink.”
“Oh, bullshit. You have no self-control.
That’s all. You come from a world of self-indulgence. You have no sense of
conservation.”
“I said I’m sorry.”
“Sorry won’t save our lives,” she said.
“Well, forget about it. We’ll just have to deal with it. Let’s have a look at
your cheek.”
They continued to talk while she doctored
his laceration.
“It seems to have gotten worse during the
day,” she said. “There’s no way to disinfect it. I don’t know anything about
improvised medicine.”
“What time is it?” he asked without
thinking to look at his own watch. He was trying to change the subject. The
pain of her cleaning the wound was much worse than the last time she had done
it.
“It’s nearly five o’clock. How are you with
that gun?”
“I’ll bet I can shoot better than you.”
“We need to hunt for something to eat.
There are snakes out here, and maybe some mice, but they’re a bit small to
shoot.”
“That’s my choice?”
“Unless you want to eat insects.”
“I’ll put on my shoes,” he said and started
to grab them.
“Wait! Don’t pick them up. I’ll show you
how to do it.”
“I can’t pick up my shoes?”
“Scorpions like to crawl into things. Pick
it up by the toe and shake it upside down, then look inside. Don’t put your
hand or foot in there until you’re absolutely sure nothing is inside.”
He looked inside and didn’t see anything,
but he shook them anyway and looked again. Then he put them on.
“Thanks for the tip,” he said. They walked
around in the late afternoon heat but didn’t find any game. The work of hunting
made them very thirsty, and they drank a lot of their scant water supply. Soon,
they packed up the site. The sun was almost down when Kamryn said it was time
to walk. He was really hungry and wondered when he would have the opportunity
to eat.
Like the night before, there was only a
half moon. It was hard to see some of the rocks and smaller shrubs. Sabino
stumbled many times; so did Kamryn. He heard her swear often. They rested
several times and took stones and sand out of their shoes. She had told him
that if they didn’t keep debris out of their shoes, it might cause blisters and
sores. That could be disastrous. If that happened and the sores got infected
like his cut, there would be no way to go on. They would become stranded in the
desert and die.
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Author Information
Doug Atkins has always felt that the human
race is and has been raping and pillaging an abused earth. He deeply believes
that the fresh water supplies of the world will disappear and we will be
destined to survive on water supplies created at desalinization plants near our
oceans. The Deadly Prophesy of Enoch takes place in that dystopian future.
He is a survivor of horrific life events.
Drug and alcohol abuse, arrests, brushes with death, and the violent loss of
his daughter, and the agonizing passing of his wife, plunged him into darkness
and severed him from loved ones.
Never forgetting the despair of “the least
of these,” he began loving others as a mentor to inmates nearing release, an
advocate for the homeless in need of housing, and a hospice worker. Today, he
is a volunteer custody case reviewer for the Massachusetts Department of
Children and Families.
Doug also served others through writing. He
wrote hospital and church grants, was a copywriter for New Hope Chapel, an art
critic for The Patriot Ledger, and a guest blogger on Boston Globe’s innovation
and technology blog. He has also appeared in the academic/peer reviewed
publication The Journal of Product and Brand Management.
In addition, Doug received honorable
mention in L. Ron Hubbard’s Writers of the Future contest, as well as placing
second in the inspirational category of the Veteran’s Administration nationwide
writing competition. He has been mentored by members of the American Society of
Journalists and Authors and continues to improve his craft through continuing
education programs, writing conferences, and his writing group.
Today, Doug is again happily married to
Terri. Upon their vows, he gained three adult children and seven grandchildren.
When he’s not writing, he can be found playing with dolls or acting out the
role of a villain or superhero. He is having the time of his life!
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