REVELATION: Book One of THE RECARN CHRONICLES Read Online Free PDF Page A

take
reincarnation all in their stride – like Nathan does – but I was on
a kind of historically motivated vengeance trail. Don’t get me
wrong - I didn’t go around killing people willy-nilly – but a
couple of people who deserved to die. If you look at it from
another angle I was just giving Hannah a nudge into her next life.
She wouldn’t remember what happened anyway. She wasn’t a Recarn.
Still, Nathan pointed out that it wasn’t really her fault and he
calmed me down and showed me how to separate each life’s
experiences and not blame people for things they did in a previous
incarnation. At least, not if they have no memory of it. Hannah had
no idea what she had done in her previous life and it was wrong of
me to judge her for past actions of which she had no
knowledge”
    “How do I know that you’re
not making all this up?”
    “Because I’m going to
provide you with proof. Not today, but later. What’s the date
today?”
    “ 26 th June, 1990.”
    “Time?”
    “Five past three in the
afternoon. “
    “Make a mental note of that
Aaron. It’ll be important.”
    “OK. Done.”
    “Now, if you can just sign
this other document for me. Don’t worry, it’s not a contract or
even a blank cheque. It just says that this is your
signature.”
    Aaron confirmed that that
indeed was all that was written on the paper and signed
it.
    Jake collected all the
documentation together, put them into a plastic document wallet,
and tossed it into the safe.
    “This next thing might seem
a bit crazy.”
    “As if all this doesn’t seem
crazy.”
    Jake took six dice from his
pocket. One red. One green, one blue, one black, one white, and one
yellow
    “I’m going to throw these
dice a couple of times, just to show you that they’re not
loaded.”
    He threw the dice and then
repeated the exercise.
    “Would you agree that the
same colour die didn’t give the same number each time?”
    “Agreed.”
    “Right. I’m going to throw
them again. How’s your memory?
    “Good.”
    “Well, it needs to be
perfect otherwise we’re both wasting our time here.”
    “OK. I’ll do my
best.”
    “Your best isn’t good
enough, Aaron. You need to remember perfectly which die falls with
which number.”
    “Understood. Throw the
dice.”
    Jake threw the dice, one by
one.
    “Red, five. Blue, three.
Yellow, six. Green, five. Black, one. White, four. Study them and
remember, Aaron. This is possibly the most important part. Take as
long as you need.”
    Once Aaron had memorized the
colour and number combinations of the dice, Jake picked them up and
tossed them into the safe.
    “One last thing. This is
going to be a bit awkward but I think I’ve mastered it.” Jake took
a Polaroid Swinger camera out of his bag.
    “Stand next to me while I
take a Polaroid of us.”
    If Aaron had felt in any
danger this would have been an excellent opportunity to try and
disarm his captor but the overriding feeling that Aaron was
experiencing was one of curiosity. He had to know how this day
would turn out. Also his ankles were still tied
together.
    Jake waited the four minutes or
so for the photo to develop, during which he untied Aaron’s ankles
and expanded upon the events of December 24 th , 1965. It was a horrible story but riveting at
the same time.
    He then checked that the
booby-trap was armed and when satisfied he closed the door and spun
all the forty-eight wheels of the combination clock so that they
were completely shuffled.
    “Let’s go then,
Aaron.”
    “Is that it?”
    “Not quite, but we need to
leave now. Please put your blindfold back on.”
    Aaron did as he was told and
they walked back in the direction of the main path again, Jake
changing direction frequently in order to confuse the
scientist.
    After about five minutes
they stopped, and Aaron was allowed to remove the blindfold. He
opened his eyes to see Jake pointing the pistol at him.
    “So…am I going to
die?”
    “Yes, of course you are.
We’re all going to die.