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Jicky Jack and the Ominous Promise

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by C. D. Bryan


  But I couldn’t wait. I had to look again. I had to see it with my own two eyes, all on my own. So, I turned and disappeared into the cloud of dust without a second thought.

  “Amazing,” I whispered as I attempted to wrap my mind around what I was seeing.

  “Is this some kind of joke,” I whispered again. “How can this be?”

  I looked at the structure from one end to the other. I guessed it was about 20 feet wide. But it was impossible to tell how long it was because a good portion of it was stuck in the side of the hill. And the whole thing was as black as black can get.

  I took a few steps closer.

  I could feel heat radiating up from the ground through the soles of my shoes. And the structure itself was radiating heat too. As a matter of fact, it was so warm I had beads of sweat forming on my forehead, and the back of my hands and arms.

  Again, I took a few steps closer.

  Then, in one heart-stopping moment, I saw two deep-blue balls begin to glow in the middle of the structure. They moved in unison as if scanning; slightly left, then slightly right. And then without delay, they scanned back in my direction and locked in a stare with my own eyes.

  Inside, I panicked.

  Then, they disappeared.

  Where’d they go, I thought—still not moving a muscle.

  My chest swelled and my breathing doubled. I felt immobilized.

  Just then I heard Mark and Hanna’s voices coming through the smoky air.

  “Parker?” Hanna called out, cautiously. “Where are you?”

  “Parker?” called Mark.

  And suddenly something grabbed my arm.

  In theory you could say I came undone. All the nervousness, anxiety and freakishly weird excitement and fear just came out of me.

  I jerked my arm away and spun around.

  Thank goodness it was only Mark and Hanna.

  I grabbed them by the arms, laughing nervously and mostly out of fear. Then I began jumping uncontrollably in panic. And finally I pulled them both to the ground, as I squatted and calmed myself down.

  I pointed in the direction of where I saw the blue eyes.

  “Look,” I said. “Do you guys see what I see? Is it real? Do you see it too?”

  Both Mark and Hanna said nothing they just stared.

  “Holey buckets,” I yelled running my fingers through my hair. Do you know what this means?

  Still they said nothing.

  “This is it,” I said. “This is the galactic discovery of a lifetime. No. This is the biggest discovery in all of mankind. Right here. Right now. Do you get that?”

  Then finally Mark spoke up, “Parker that’s not a plane.”

  “No kidding, I know it’s not a plane, Mark. I know. I know. It’s a spaceship.”

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  Finish book one

  of the Flight Knights series. . .

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  ABOUT C.D. BRYAN

  Award Winning Author, C.D. Bryan has been telling stories since a very early age, some of them not so true—his mother would attest. However, if you ask Mr. Bryan he’d say otherwise. And tell you, “I lived the quintessential Tom Sawyer and Huckleberry Finn childhood; nomadic, untethered, adventurous, full of tales, defiant of rules, in search of discovery, and yet humble in the face of pain and wrong-doing while secretly harboring good moral character.”

  Mr. Bryan’s loves a great adventure both in books and real life. He and his family live in the tropical southeastern corner of the United States where he’s composing his next adventurous story. You can visit Mr. Bryan on the World Wide Web at

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  ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

  C.D. Bryan would like to thank Mason and Heather for sharing the vision, John for his plan, Ned and Thom for tireless support, Debbie for her insight, Nancy for her endearing heart and support.

  The text type for this book is set in Constantia. The Display types are set in Garamond.

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