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    The Anasazi Return
    The Anasazi Return
    The Anasazi Return
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    The Anasazi Return

    By Kelly Brandon

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    An action-packed, sci-fi novel that is sure to keep you wondering. A man has the experience of a lifetime when he stumbles upon something that, unbeknownst to him, would change his life forever. Years after unknowingly stumbling upon the discovery that could change the cou

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherBookTrail Publishing
    Release dateNov 14, 2022
    ISBN9781637679722
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      The Anasazi Return - Kelly Brandon

      Copyright © 2022 Kelly Brandov

      Paperback: 978-1-63767-971-5

      eBook: 978-1-63767-972-2

      All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law.

      This is a work of fiction.

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      Contents

      Chapter 1: Winter, 1980

      Chapter 2: 2011

      The big picture; the one we can’t see from here. The past, present and future. Somewhere out there, there is a place and a way to see it all at once.

      Chapter 1

      Winter, 1980

      My name is Blain, and my story begins in late December of 1979. I was 21 years old and I had just gotten the job of a lifetime working near Torrey, Utah as a headlineman for a seismograph company. We arrived at the site in the beginning of January, the middle of winter, so the winds were high and it was well below freezing.

      The project line was set to stretch for 27 miles, running North and South. Due to the rough terrain, which consisted of nothing but valleys, mountains, and hills, our crew used helicopters to get to and from the designated drop zones. We began the project by laying out the first nine miles of cable and geo sensors. There needed to be nine miles on the ground just to start production. It was hard work that required wits and survival skills, so on a good day we felt lucky to get a half a mile done.

      For the first three days the snow would come in, sometimes it would be accompanied by heavy winds, other times it would be just a light, quiet dusting of snow. In any case, it made the first few miles of the line tough to set because the ground was solid ice.

      A couple more miles into our route, one of the crew members noticed a spot where the ridge’s precipice covered us overhead like a cornice, and just beyond that we could see where the snow was beginning to settle. We had come to a stretch where the snow drifts got to be eight feet deep in some places, you could sink right down. We knew we couldn’t go any further than this without our snow gear and snowshoes so we stopped to call for the chopper to drop them on our position.

      The helicopter was going to take a few hours to get to us, so we set up a small camp underneath the ridge, built a fire, made ourselves coffee and lunch, and just kicked back while we waited.

      After a short while, I got up to stretch my legs. I walked around our mini camp, watching the crew men enjoying their leisure time. A couple of my buddies, Ralph and Hank, had whipped out a deck of cards and were in the middle of a very intense game of go-fish. My buddies Roy, Jose and Demetri were swapping stories about their lives back home and their families. Pure joy and contentment showed on everyone’s faces as they all sat around laughing, eating and sipping their coffees.

      I looked down at my watch and realized that we had already been there for two hours; the time just seemed to fly by, but we still had some time left on our hands, so I decided that I would do a little exploring before we were called in. I turned away from the campsite and began heading up a trail leading to the top of the ridge. I got to the top of the ridge, and WOW, did I get a view. The most beautiful scene of mountains coated with bright clean snow, trees sprinkled across the valleys and far-off hills. Rocks and giant boulders popped up here and there. Some of them, probably 30 feet high.

      I took a 360 look at my surroundings, and that’s when I noticed something amazing a few yards to my right. Carved into some rocks were old drawings, petroglyphs, from a Native American tribe perhaps. As I looked around, I noticed more and more of them; they were etched into all the rocks and cliff sides; but instead of telling a story, which is what I thought when I first saw them, they looked as though they were drawn arbitrarily. As though they were drawn out of boredom by someone, or maybe many different people, over a long period of time. There were all different shapes, symbols, drawings of animals, especially bison and what looked like quotes or short phrases written in a language I didn’t recognize. I got out my sketch pad, hoping to copy a few of the drawings when, right on cue…

      BLAIN! I could hear Demetri yelling from the camp.

      CHOPPER’S COMIN’ UP ON THE DROP, WE GOTTA PACK UP!

      Damn, I whispered to myself. Since the job was projected to take three to five months to complete, and we still had a long way to go, we didn’t have any extra time to waste.

      It was now the end of August, time had been going by slowly and the conditions caused us to work slower. Three months slower than originally expected. The job had stretched out for almost 9 months now, and everyone was exhausted and ready to get home. I, on the other hand, was having a blast. I felt like I was on an expedition, spending all my spare time searching for clues and formulating theories. I found glyphs in spots all along the way. I found glyphs in places that I thought were strange like in a very narrow opening between two rocks, or high on the side of a cliff face. I documented as much as I could along

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