The Last Invasion
Chapter Nineteen
It was nearly Christmas and all the Red Chinese had left to go back to China from whence they came. During the night, a fluffy five inch snow had fallen and the winter quiet persisted. But there was cheer in the cold air unlike anything Martin could ever remember. There were no gifts to be bought but everyone was baking and having each other over and making up gift boxes full of useful items. Everyone had a live Christmas tree this year of years. The trees had not been chopped down but resided in very large pots. They would be planted after the feast. And everyone had put their tree up early, just after a Thanksgiving in which giving thanks had been so powerful and sincere that everyone cried.
Martin had taken a vacation to just be at home with Laura, Marci and Kenneth. It was the first real vacation he had taken for 25 years.
In the afternoon, he was surprised when he suddenly saw Courtney walking up his driveway. He immediately went out on his porch.
“Oh Courtney, I am so glad to finally see you, come in come in.”
“Did you think I had disappeared?” he said.
“Well, I was beginning to wonder. Natalie said she didn’t know where you were or when you’d be back. But here you are and I can’t tell you how happy I am. Tell me everything.”
“Well... that’s a little more than I know actually.”
Martin laughed. “Let me get some coffee for us.”
Martin went into the kitchen and poured them both a cup of coffee. “Laura, guess who’s here? Santa!”
“I didn’t hear any sleigh bells,” she said from the back bedroom. Just a minute and I’ll be out.” Martin went back into the living room with the two cups of coffee. “Here my friend. My it’s good to see you.”
“You’re Courtney aren’t you!?” Laura declared as she came in. “We never met personally but since you’ve been gone, Natalie, Timmy and I have really gotten to know each other and become friends.”
Courtney rose and shook hands. “Thank you for being such good friends with Natalie and Timmy while I’ve been away. I came by to tell you guys what’s now happening.”
“I’m all ears,” said Martin.
Laura sat down to listen.
“Things couldn’t be better. That always used to concern me because it usually meant that something was about to go wrong but since this turnabout happened nothing has been business as usual and none of us really have any previous experiences to go by.”
“Boy, that’s the truth,” said Laura.
“I have been in China.”
“You... in China? Excuse me while I drag my jaw up off the floor,” said Martin.
“China,” said Laura, “you don’t look any the worse for wear.”
“No. I’m actually in pretty good spirits right now.”
“What was it all about?” asked Martin.
“I met with the new regime. It’s different, I’ll tell you that. I now feel perfectly okay about these Chinese advisors being here and accept them with a great big ‘thank you.’ I found out that Remote Viewing in China is not dead after all. There have been many there doing RV all through these years but they had to be very secretive up until now to stay alive. Now, they are fully out in the open. Martin I shared our experiences with them and wow did their ears perk up. They are as interested in this as you and I are and are burning to find out more about it. They immediately picked up the phone and called some American scientists here in the U.S. who immediately perked up too. We eventually had a long conference call set up on video so we could all see each other.”
“Who all was there?” Martin asked.
“Well, I don’t know all their names but Su Yi was there, the new Chinese leader Zhang Xiaodi, Lee Kuan Yew, several Chinese physicists who have already been delving into this and a group of Chinese Remote Viewers who periodically did work for the police to solve crimes, like I once did. Among the Americans were Dr. Timan, Dr... Josephuta or something like that, Professor Org and some others but those are were the main ones that did all the talking.”
“You said Su Yi and Lee Kuan Yew? They were the ones who came in on the Red Star craft aren’t they?”
“Yes, indeed they are. In fact, I flew over to China with them on that very Red Star. We left from Leavenworth. Oh, let me tell you, that ship is absolutely incredible. Scared me a little because it is so damn unusual... and unbelievably fast. Oh, I got the tour all right. They were all very anxious to let me see and appreciate that technology. They treated me like royalty all the time I was there. They are quite proud of that craft and should be. Now we too can participate in their inventions.”
“That’s superb,” said Martin, “so, you think they were on the up and up?”
“There is no doubt about it. Su Yi is a micro-biologist and is familiar with Dr. Bruce Lipton and others here in the states and the work they have been doing on the mind-body connection. She is also quite familiar with RV, which was a great surprise to me. The Chinese Remote Viewing team that I met has been in contact with several Chinese scientists who study their work. They have no skepticism about it like John and others here in the states do. When I told all those people about what happened to us you could see fireworks going off in their faces. You know, it was really refreshing to see scientific minds that are open.”
“Well,” said Laura, “does that mean you guys are going to be in contact with them?” “Yes indeed and even more than that.”
“What?” Martin was so excited that he’d forgotten how bad he wanted a cigarette.
“Hang onto your hats. I am opening an RV research center right here in Riverview. Downtown on the square.”
“Oh my God,” said Laura, “that’s... that’s unbelievable.”
“Oh Courtney, I hope I don’t faint.” Martin never remembered when he’d been so astounded.
“Take a few deep breaths.” Said Laura.
Courtney smiles. “It’s going to be called, The Institute of Remote Viewing and Phenomenological Research and yes, they will help sponsor it. Whatever we may discover there will be given to the whole world. No more secrets. Support for this operation is virtually unlimited. Anything we need, we get. The Chinese combined with the Americans are doing a joint venture and feel that this may be the most important scientific endeavor they could possibly initiate in this new environment of openness.”
“Let me think for a moment,” said Martin, “my memory processing grids are recalling something.” Laura giggled and Courtney grinned.
“Oh yeah... Courtney, how does the crew and passengers inside that spinning ball, which unfolds into a star, see where they are going?”
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