by Bill Myers
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The Ancient Forces Collection
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For Doc Hensley:
A teacher committed to truth.
ZONDERKIDZ
The Chamber of Lies
Copyright © 2009 by Bill Myers
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Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data
Myers, Bill, 1953-
Chamber of lies by Bill Myers. > p. cm. — (Elijah project ; bk. 4)
Summary: Still trying to save his younger brother Elijah from the powers of darkness,
Zach must debate his faith with an expert atheist, while Elijah undergoes his own tests in the
sinister Chamber, which tempts him to deny God and follow the evil Shadow Man.
ISBN 978-0-31071196-4
[1. Christian life — Fiction. 2. Supernatural — Fiction. 3. Adventure and
adventurers — Fiction. 4. Brothers and sisters — Fiction.] I. Title.
PZ7.M98234Ch 2009
[Fic] — dc22
2009001811
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Editor: Kathleen Kerr
Cover illustration: Cliff Neilsen
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Table of Contents
Cover Page
Title Page
Copyright Page
Chapter One To the Rescue
Chapter Two The Crash
Chapter Three Decoy
Chapter Four Temptation
Chapter Five Dark Times
Chapter Six Wild Ride
Chapter Seven To the Rescue Again. . Sorta
Chapter Eight Pick up and Delivery
Chapter Nine Testings
Chapter Ten Wrapping Up
Epilogue
About the Publisher
Share Your Thoughts
Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials
of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your
faith develops perseverance. Perseverance must finish its
work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking
anything.
James 1:2 – 4
Chapter One
To the Rescue
“That’s impossible!”
Willard looked up from the computer in the back of the rattling RV. “What is?” he asked.
“How can Elijah send us a message?” Thirteen-year-old Piper blew the hair out of her eyes. “He doesn’t even know how to turn on a computer.” She scowled back at the message on the monitor.
Don’t try to save me!
Shadow Man has weapons you don’t understand.
Elijah
Willard, Piper’s geeky inventor friend, shoved up his glasses with his chubby sausage-like fingers. (Willard liked to eat more than your typical guy — actually, more than your typical two guys). “Run it past me again. Who exactly is this Shadow guy?”
“WHO isn’t the right word,” Piper said.
“More like WHAT,” Zach, her sixteen-year-old brother, exclaimed. “We heard him speak back at Ashley’s.”
“Heard?” Willard asked, shoving up his glasses again.
“It’s a long story, but believe me, the dude is not something you want to mess with.”
“Everything all right back there?” Dad called from the driver’s seat of the RV.
He and Mom sat up front as they drove through the twisting mountain road. The past few days had been rough on them. First, they’d had to leave the kids behind while they acted as decoys for the bad guys. Then they’d been kidnapped. Then they’d lost little Elijah. Then they’d wandered deep into mysterious caves and a cavern filled with strange supernatural beings. Definitely not good times. In fact, on the fun scale of 1 – 10 they were somewhere below 0.
But at least they had Piper and Zach, and their two friends, Willard and Cody. Together, the four kids sat at the back table.
“Don’t worry about us,” Zach called up to his parents, “everything’s cool.” He shot a look to Piper, telling her to keep quiet about the message on the computer screen. She couldn’t have agreed more. After all that Mom and Dad had been through, they didn’t need to worry about strange new weapons.
Suddenly, Dad hit the brakes and everyone flew forward.
Piper screamed and nearly hit her head on a cupboard, but Cody reached out and caught her in his arms. As the RV shuddered to a stop, he looked down at her and asked, “Are you okay?” His eyes were worried.
Piper gazed into his incredible blue eyes and half-croaked, “Yeah.” She always half-croaked when she looked into his eyes. But it wasn’t just his eyes. Everything about him made her a little unsteady on her feet (and a little fluttery in her heart).
Zach called up to Dad. “What’s going on?”
“Looks like a detour,” Dad said.
A sheriff approached the side door of the RV. Zach rose and opened it for him.
The man stuck his head inside. “Afternoon, folks.”
Piper caught her breath. He looked exactly like the homeless person who had helped them in the streets of L.A… . and the customer who had helped them in the mountain restaurant … and the angel who had fought for them in the cavern.
Piper stole a look to Zach. The way his mouth hung open, she knew he’d noticed it too.
“Is there a problem, Officer?” Dad asked.
The man nodded. “Highway is out. You’ll have to turn around.”
“But — ”
“There’s a dirt road about a mile back. It’ll take you to where you’re going.”
Mom frowned. “How do you
know where we’re — ”
“And be careful,” he interrupted. “You folks still have plenty of dangers ahead. But you’ll be okay. You’ve got plenty of folks looking out for you.”
It was Dad’s turn to frown. “I don’t understand. ‘Plenty of folks?’ ”
“That’s our job,” the officer smiled. “To look after the good guys.” With that, he stepped back outside … but not before catching Piper’s eye and giving her a quick wink.
Piper could only stare. Who was this man? She moved to the window for a better view. But by the time she arrived, he was gone.
“They are coming thisss way.”
Monica Specter stared across the picnic table to Shadow Man. Looking at the massive bulk of darkness always gave her the creeps. Actually, looking at him didn’t give her the creeps, not being able to see him did. Well, at least not all of him. There was something strange about the way the man always sucked up light — even in the brightest day.
“Want I should hurt them?” Bruno, her brainless assistant, asked. He sat on the bench beside her. To make his point, he reached into his coat for his gun. A thoughtful gesture, if it hadn’t been for the soda can sitting on the table beside him.
The soda can that he knocked over with his elbow.
The soda can that dumped its fizzy contents all over Monica’s lap.
She leapt to her feet, wiping the soda away. “You idiot!”
“I’m sorry,” he said. For a moment he looked puzzled, wondering if he should help her or use his gun to shoot the offending can.
Shadow Man saved him the trouble. With a wave of his arm, he sent Bruno’s gun flying out of his hand and into the side of Monica’s parked van. It gave an ominous THUD then fell to the ground.
“Your weaponsss are of no ussse,” he hissed. “Not in thisss battle.”
Monica glanced nervously at her two assistants: Bruno, who was as big as he was stupid, and Silas, who was as skinny as, well, as Bruno was stupid. The three of them had spent many days tracking down Elijah. And now, with the help of Shadow Man, they had finally captured him.
But instead of looking scared, the six-year-old sat on a nearby rock, humming happily to himself. Talk about strange.
Stranger still, Monica had never heard Elijah speak. In fact, she was beginning to wonder if he even knew how.
A low rumble filled the air. A vehicle was coming up the dirt road that they’d parked alongside.
“Is that them?” Silas asked.
Shadow Man grinned. “Yesss. They’ve come for the boy.”
“Shouldn’t we do something?” Monica screeched. (She didn’t mean to screech; it was just her normal voice). “At least get the brat out of sight.”
Shadow Man turned to look at her. At least she thought he was looking at her. It was hard to tell with his eyes always in shadows.
“After the accccident, I ssshall take care of the child. You three will ssstay behind and sssearch for sssurvivorsss.”
“Accident?” Bruno said. “I don’t see no accident.”
“You will.” Shadow Man smiled and for the briefest moment Monica thought she saw teeth … or was it fangs? “You will.”
The rumbling grew louder.
Shadow Man turned to Elijah. “Boy. To the vehicle.”
Monica watched as Elijah rose and turned toward Shadow Man’s enormous Hummer. The child’s legs began walking, but they seemed to move against his will. He tried to stop, but one stiff step followed another until he arrived at the truck.
The driver, a huge bald man who stood guard, opened the back door.
Monica cleared her throat nervously. “Shouldn’t we hide too? We’re right next to the road, so they’re bound to see us.”
“There isss no need. The crasssh ssshall prevent it.”
“But I don’t see no crash,” Bruno insisted.
“Watch and be amazzzed …”
Chapter Two
The Crash
“Dad,” Zach called from the back of the RV. “If this is a detour, how come we don’t see any other cars? Or detour signs?”
“He’s right,” Mom agreed. “I’ve got a weird feeling about this.”
Willard motioned to the computer monitor. “Check it out.”
Zach looked down and saw the letters to another message appearing on the screen:
Deer coming from right.
Tell Dad to look out his window!
“Dad,” Zach called. “Look to your right.”
“What?”
“To your right! Look to your right. Now!”
Dad turned just in time to see four deer appear at the side of the road and dart in front of the RV. He cranked the wheel hard, veering to the left, barely missing them but sending the RV into a squealing skid.
Shadow Man watched with displeasure as the RV slid across the road, just missing the deer.
He turned to the Hummer and shouted at Elijah, “And you think that will ssstop me?!”
He raised his arm toward the cliff looming to the right over the roadway. Several giant boulders came loose and began to fall, bouncing toward the RV.
Zach was too busy fighting to keep his balance in the swerving RV to notice another message forming on the computer screen:
Rocks! Look out!
The first boulder slammed into the vehicle’s side. The force was so powerful that it ripped the steering wheel out of Dad’s hands. He grabbed it and fought to regain control of the vehicle. For a moment it looked like he had it, but then the second boulder hit. And then the third. And the fourth. The RV was batted around like a ping-pong ball as rocks continued to hit it.
“Hang on!” Dad shouted.
Dishes fell from the cupboard, crashing to the floor. Everyone was yelling. Zach stumbled, tried to catch himself, and was thrown down.
But only for a second.
Before he realized what was happening, he was thrown into the left wall of the RV — then the roof.
They were rolling!
Bodies flew past him, legs kicking, people screaming. Glass exploded around him. There was more yelling as he hit the opposite wall, then finally the floor again.
Well, not actually the floor. More like Willard.
“Oaff!”
Zach landed on top of him, grateful for all the junk food and extra doughnuts the chubby kid had eaten, cushioning his fall.
“Sorry, Willard.”
“That’s … okay …” the kid groaned.
Zach scrambled back to his feet. He looked around to see if anyone was hurt. And then he saw Dad slumped over the wheel, blood trickling down the back of his head.
That’s when he panicked. “Dad!””
Monica watched with amazement as the big RV finished rolling and landed back on its wheels, filling the air with dust and smoke.
“Well, don’t jussst ssstand there,” Shadow Man hissed.
She turned to see the massive bulk of a man stepping into his Hummer.
“Go! Take care of the othersss!”
Monica wasn’t exactly sure what he meant by “take care of,” but she could make a good guess. She motioned to Silas and Bruno to follow her toward the RV.
“Grab your gun!” She pointed to Bruno’s weapon lying next to her van where Shadow Man had flung it. “Don’t forget your gun!”
As Piper staggered to her feet, she could hear Zach coughing and shouting, “Dad, are you all right?!”
She called out to her mother. “Mom, you okay?”
“Yes. It’s just my leg. It’s pinned against the dash, but I’m all right. How’s everybody back there?”
Zach was crawling toward the front as Piper glanced to Cody and Willard. They were also rising to their feet. Cody was wincing, holding his right arm, but everyone else seemed okay.
“We’re fine!” Piper shouted back.
She glanced around the RV. The kids may have been fine, but the place was a mess — dishes thrown out of the cupboard, everything tossed around and dumped on the floor. It was as bad as Zach�
�s room.
Well, not quite, but close enough.
“How’s Dad?” she called?”
“He’s unconscious!” Zach shouted.
Piper sucked in her breath.
“It’s the TV,” Mom cried. “It fell off the shelf and hit the back of his head! Mike? Michael?”
Zach was kneeling beside him. “Dad, can you hear me?”
Piper’s heart pounded as she moved forward to join them.
“Dad?”
She heard a groan and saw him move his head.
“He’s coming around,” Mom said. “Mike, can you hear me? Michael can — ”
She was interrupted by the voice of a woman approaching from outside. “Anybody alive in there?”
Piper frowned. She’d heard that voice somewhere. More than once. But where? A second voice joined it.
“Want me to blow off the door?”
“Not yet, you idiot!” the woman screeched. “Try opening it first!”
“Oh, yeah.” The man gave a nervous laugh. “Why didn’t I think of that?”
Piper had her answer. There was no mistaking the rudeness of the woman — or the lack of intelligence of her assistant. And because of their missing manners (and brain cells) these were not people Piper wanted to meet again.
Zach must have recognized the voices too. “Dad,” he said, “Dad, can you turn on the engine? Dad, can you get us out of here?”
But of course Dad couldn’t. He was too busy just trying to open his eyes.
“Anybody in there?!” The woman’s voice was much closer. Any second she’d open the door.
“Here,” Zach said to his father, “let me scoot you over.”
“What are you doing?” Mom asked.
He shifted Dad far enough to ease behind the wheel. He turned on the ignition. The motor ground away, but nothing happened. He tried again.
“Zach …”
He tried a third time, and the engine finally turned over. It wasn’t happy about it, but at least it was running. And just in time.
