The Quest for Paradise (Chapter Three - Disclosure, page 1 of 11)

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The tunnel stretched on and on. It was hard to define time in this seemingly endless corridor beneath the world above. How many roads such as this existed?

Time passed by as our headlights carved through the darkness, but as to how far we went before we began to see signs of greater habitation I could not say other than to put it in the context of several miles. Finally the SUV proceeded on into an underground working of what astoundingly appeared to me as a breakaway civilization.

There were shops and people and light. If it wasn't for the ceiling of rock I would have sworn we were on the surface traveling down some posh street of shops in the style of Saks Fifth Avenue.

It was both eye-opening and appalling to witness the double standard at play here. Here in this underground realm was a place setting environment as elaborately set up as if it was a doll house with all the accessories, while on the surface the debt slave population toiled away to make the dollars that increasingly bought less in terms of value, while the elite basked in this sunken utopia paid for by the swindling of the masses.

Leaving the glitzy part of this underground metropolis behind the SUV pulled into what appeared to be a military complex. The journey appeared to be near its end.

One thing was for sure though. I knew that after seeing what I had I would never be permitted to see the topside world again. So be it.

Seemingly I was alone in the midst of the workings of a vast governmental conspiracy that spanned generations, but even so my Lord was with me and so who should I be afraid of? They could kill the flesh but my soul was bought and paid for and preserved from above.

The SUV stopped and I got out as an officious looking counterpart to the one I had ridden with stepped forward to say, "Good to see you Frank. She the last of them?"

My companion, Frank, nodded tersely and continued on past the man. Taking my cue I followed after Frank figuring that was the thing to do until told to do otherwise.


It was hard to not show open astonishment at the glossy interior of the complex that was alive with technological offerings and designs far above any such as seen on the surface. When the chaos erupted the elite and those who served their interests were going to be quite comfortable down here. At least that's what they thought.

We came to a series of auditoriums and Frank turned to the side and gestured for me to go ahead of him. I entered the movie like theater setting and made my way down the aisle. There were at least 150 or so people seated about chattering on quite incessantly with each other.

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