402 | John W. Warner IV no exceptions, no special treatment. After that disappointment, he spent time in the vast libraries of scrolls and tablets, learning all he could via holographic translation devices. A knock When he opened the door, a robed man stood in the dim; he unfurled his hood. Flugelrad whispered: Walter, take this device. One of my colleagues took ill and its his own. Hurry, I must leave, Im due in Berlin in a weeks time and our ship embarks in two hours. We cant take you with us, they watch us like hawks. Gerlach examined carefully a small half-centimeter cube of greenish gold with tiny inscriptions on it. What is it? An Aldebaran holo-cube that acts upon the aura, our bioluminescent electromagnetic intelligence field. Its illegal technology and will lodge itself in your gut for weeks. You alone will remember your visit here. For the good of the Fuhrer and Reich, swallow it! Bernie accompanied Geer and Shafer on hilly hikes with a local guide, the distant views magical, surreal. They gathered insects for study, but had to return them to the wild quickly after sketching them. Nothing biological could.be removed from Agartha, and mineral specimens and crystals by strict permission only. Geer took a photo of their smiling guide who was seven and a half feet tall. Say gesundheit? How do you feel? asked Shafer. Sitting on a boulder, Bernie rubbed his calves. Amazing! Like I was forty again, except for the grey hair. Myself as well. Panting for air, Shafer admired the pyramids in the distance, his soul expanding. Like a dream come alive. No one will believe us. Bernie drank from a canteen. Some might…those who understand the much bigger picture. Later that afternoon after much-needed pedicures and green algae skin treatments, Bea and Alice meditated in oversized stuffed armchairs that hung from giant ceiba trees at the humid botanical gardens; acupuncture and foot massage were mandatory; they felt their bodies melting like warm butter into the ultra-soft crimson fabric that seemed to breathe with every breath. The misting central fountains resonated softly; longtail birds