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    Lossindor – Return to Earth
    Lossindor – Return to Earth
    Lossindor – Return to Earth
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    Lossindor – Return to Earth

    By Chris Wood

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    What special powers could a thirteen year old girl have that could bring the Earth to the edge of extinction?
    Why does an old indigenous artefact from Australias red centre hold the key to the universe?
    Which terrorist agency is blowing up ancient sites that contain the gateways to the gods?
    Who is stealing high grade gold and diamonds from vaults and museums from all over the world?
    The race to find the answers to save Earth and Lossindor will lead a group of friends to the far reaches of space?
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAuthorHouse UK
    Release dateOct 28, 2011
    ISBN9781467007283
    Lossindor – Return to Earth
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    Chris Wood

    Chris Wood is president and CEO of Trout Unlimited, the conservation organization whose mission is "conserving, protecting and restoring North America's cold-water fisheries and their watersheds." He is the author of Watershed Restoration: Principles and Practices and coauthor of From Conquest to Conservation: Our Public Land Legacy.

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      Lossindor – Return to Earth - Chris Wood

      Lossindor—Return to Earth

      Chris Wood was born in 1956 in Melbourne, Australia. He has had a fascination all of his life for science fiction books and films and still enjoys re-reading the books of John Wyndham, Isaac Asimov and Arthur C Clarke. Chris is married and between having four daughters, two grandsons and one granddaughter, and his work in philanthropy, he has only just found time to begin writing science fiction, rather than just reading someone else’s book! Lossindor—Return to Earth is his first venture into writing science fiction.

      Key Characters:

      The Steven’s Family Melbourne, Australia

      Helen & Mark Stevens—Parents

      Jackson Stevens—15 years old

      Gayle Stevens—13 years old

      Friends:

      George—friend and classmate of Jackson

      Jaz—friend and classmate of Gayle

      Other characters:

      Jono—18 years old indigenous tour leader & cultural shop owner, Olgas, Australia

      Bill—owner of Olgas Caravan Park

      George—son of Bill

      Matt Collins—CIA Chief Scientist (Washington DC)

      Conroy Jones—CIA Weapons Expert (Washington DC)

      Brown—Chief Field Officer, ASIO (Australia)

      Konos—Chief Police Inspector (Greece)

      Arthur—Security Central Diamond Reserve (London)

      Ullapol:

      Melzon—Gatekeeper

      Thurso—Gatekeeper

      Bendalm—Gatekeeper

      Grayson—Gatekeeper

      Planetary Location Format: Quadrant: Galaxy: System: Position: Moons

         eg Earth 19:103004:205612:003:01

      Planetary Dates:   Post Empire Planetary Cycles:

      Month(15 per cycle): Day(12 per month)

         eg 117,642PE:13:06

      Lossindor:

      Commander Tealer

      Jarsy—team member

      Hogney—team member

      President Urlin

      Marshall Titeen

      Chapter 1: Peru (Present Day)

      Matt Collins was feeling the heat and tired of getting nowhere. He had been with the CIA now for fourteen years since graduating top of his class at Harvard and now was Chief Scientist, overseeing the scientific and forensic arm of the CIA. But now, he felt more like Moulder and Scully out of an old television series, rather than an official CIA operative. The only major difference he mused to himself was that Scully was much better looking than his partner Conroy Jones. Conroy had been through some tough areas as CIA’s weapons expert. He was on the ground in Iraq on the fruitless search for weapons of mass destruction and in Afghanistan leading teams disarming home-made roadside bombs. He was a survivor and a good friend. And now, here they were, near the famous and picturesque Lake Titicaca, just on the borders of Peru and Bolivia, trying to solve what was starting to become a real life X-file mystery.

      They had been on-site for three days since a strange energy pulse had been recorded in the area and all they could see in front of them was a scene of utter destruction. Over the three days, they had learnt more about this sacred site than they ever needed or wanted to know. The locals called the site, Aramu Muru, which was in the Valley of Spirits. Before them was once a fantastic megalithic structure, which according to Inca legends, is where life on Earth was first created. From tourist photographs Matt had downloaded off the web, the site, until recently, had consisted of a large doorway-shaped niche, cut into a vertical stone outcrop. Locals had told Matt that they would never go near it, because people disappeared through the solid rock doorway. However, from the tourist pictures off the web, Matt could see that they really should have no fear, as there were numerous ones showing people posing inside and all around the niche doorway. And Matt knew that they both hadn’t flown thousands of kilometres just to find any missing tourists.

      ‘The only logical conclusion I can make is that someone actually blew this up,’ proclaimed Conroy.

      ‘It’s not possible. Here we are in the middle of nowhere, standing at what once was an incredible doorway, carved into solid rock, below a forty metre vertical rock wall. A doorway which has been standing for thousands of years, and is now before us in ruins. Who would want to blow it up and why?

      ‘You’re the chief scientist at the CIA, surely you have a theory.’

      ‘No, not at this stage. I think that it is still too early to speculate. And I am yet to factor in what all of this may have to do with the energy pulse we recorded?’ Responded Matt.

      Before Conroy could respond, Matt’s mobile phone went off.

      Matt looked at his phone, ‘This looks like trouble; it’s the boss ringing from the Situation Room.’

      ‘Hi Boss, what’s up?’

      Conroy knew something was wrong, as all Matt was doing was listening intently, and looking more and more serious as time went on. Finally Matt hung up and said. ‘We’re off to Bolivia, there has been another energy pulse at another one of these ancient sites. There’s a helicopter on its way here right now to pick us up.’

      ‘But we haven’t finished here yet.’

      ‘They’re sending in another crew to finish up. All we have to do is document our findings so far, and they will take over. This is now really turning into an X-file.’

      Chapter 2: Near Olgas (Kata Tjuta)—Australia

      For kids, school holidays are great. However holidays involving road travel in Australia means many endless hours of driving on long straight sections of road. Roads that can be highly dangerous due to droughts and floods, and not to mention the long road trains, big trucks carrying all sorts of goods across this expansive country. To add to the tyranny of distance, many roads are just dirt and gravel, and in the red centre, there is a very fine dust, which seems to find its way into everything, including suit cases! The main school holidays in Australia fall over the December and January period, where the daily maximum temperatures can soar well over 40 degrees.

      Helen and Mark Stevens both loved camping and while their two kids, Jackson and Gayle were still young, every Christmas holidays they went on a camping holiday somewhere in Australia. This year they decided to go to the red centre. Helen and Mark were both school teachers, so they were able to pack the car and caravan just after Christmas day and go somewhere for around four weeks and get back before school started again in early February. The only down-side of going at this time of year was that it was always stifling hot.

      Today was no different, the dial on the car thermometer showed the outside temperature hovering just over 45 degrees. Jackson and Gayle were sitting in the back seat, with the windows wound down trying to keep cool. Mark loved his old Holden, known as the ‘great’ Australian car. Being an older model, it did not have electric windows and the air conditioner had packed it in just the other side of Broken Hill. The Stevens had driven up from Melbourne, through Mildura, Broken Hill, Alice Springs, and then to see the great rock, called Ayers Rock. Although referred to as Ayers Rock since European settlement, the name has now reverted back to the traditional name, Uluru.

      Jackson had been looking forward to climbing Uluru. Many of the other kids in his Year 9 class at school had climbed it when they came, and even the Year 11 school excursion group had done so as well. In the front seat and in the heat, his parents were arguing about whether they would climb the rock or not. Helen had wanted to climb, but Mark had decided that they should respect the traditional owner’s wishes as a ‘sacred site’ and not climb the rock to the top. So Jackson was disappointed when his mom capitulated, and so they weren’t going to climb it after all. Jackson’s disappointment grew even more when they drove into the car park at the base of Uluru and there were busloads of tourists starting to make the climb up the rock.

      So instead, they all embarked on a walk around the rock. Jackson could not understand how anyone would want to walk around a rock!

      At first the walk was interesting, as anything was better than sitting in the back seat of a car, but after a couple of hours in the heat, Jackson’s feet were killing him and all he could think of was getting back to the car. However the worst part were

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