John and the Herodians - From the What a Strange Little Man Series (Chapter 5, page 1 of 3)

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Chapter 5

As we all converged at the end of the long hall, we noticed it was shaking. The wall hangings and table decorations were in danger of crashing to the ground. We were trying to get to the artifacts, but were having a difficult time walking. The shaking finally stopped, and we felt a sigh of relief.

"What was that?" Mary asked.

"I think it was an earthquake," Tom replied.

"I don't think it was," Woody said.

"Why not?" Tom asked.

"The only part of the house affected was this hall," He stated.

Everyone's attention was suddenly on the room at the end of the hall. Woody raced ahead of us, and entered the room first. Tom was next, followed by Mary and myself.

"He's moved!" Woody exclaimed.

John had certainly changed his posture, but he still looked frozen to me.

"It doesn't seem to be enough to make a difference," I said.

"It doesn't have to be a lot; just enough to say he's alive," he explained.

Tom examined John closer by walking around him slowly. When he was face to face, he stopped. His eyes were suddenly wide, and his respiration increased.

"He's breathing!' Tom said.

"Are you sure?" Woody asked as he drew closer to John.

The two of them stood in front of John as if they were waiting for him to speak.

"Come on, fellas. He's not going to say anything," I said as I motioned for them to step back a little.

"How can you be sure?" Tom asked.

"Because I don't see any bubbling liquids in the lab," I answered.

"What's that got to do with anything?" Tom asked.

"It would be my guess," Woody started, "It has something to do with his dream. Am I right, Michael?"

"Indeed," I replied.

"What was the hallway earthquake about then?" Mary asked.

"I'm not sure," Woody replied.

We cautiously stepped back into the hall, and were awestruck at what we saw. There on the table across the hall from where we stood was an odd looking metallic object. It was cylindrical, about four inches in diameter and eighteen inches long, highly polished, and had no apparent opening in it all. We approached the object slowly.

"What do you think it is?" I asked.

"I don't know. I have never seen this type of metal before," Woody answered.

"Can we touch it?" Mary asked.

"It seems to be harmless," Woody replied.

"Wait!" Tom exclaimed as Woody was about to touch the object.

"What?" He asked.

"We don't know where that thing came from, and you said it was unlike anything you have seen. I just don't think it would be wise to move it," Tom said.

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