Through the Chambers of Purgatory

About the Book

A young contractor falls in love with a condemned house on a hill that no other contractor in his right mind would go near. An instant reflection from the sun hints of a metallic craft buried deep under the house while excavation takes place to underpin the foundation.---- A vehicle to explore Earth and the solar system is discovered centuries after the mother ship departed our planet Earth. Chuck the contractor meets nineteen-year-old Elaine at Louie’s Diner. In cooperation with a power beyond, they set out to better the world, but how? The ship has no weapons and besides we are not capable of hurting anyone. How do we stop war, crime and natural human temptation to misbehave? ---- With one end of the chain bolted to the foundation sill, the other end curled on the bottom of a mound of dirt, he grabs the chain and nervously lowers himself down the hole with flashlight and .38 revolver in the sack. A pause for eyes to adjust, then about seventeen feet ahead, floating about four inches from the ground, no wheels, no doors, and a rectangular dome on top, he’s starring at a one-man space ship! ---- “Did I lose the ship already?” he thinks to himself as he watches the craft from outer space hovering motionless on the roof of the Sir Francis Drake Hotel in San Francisco on TV. As the months advance Chuck attends one theater of war after another to no avail. They are so busy killing each other no one even notices the ship anymore. ---- Doctor Norman Ceric breaks down the symbols on the underbelly of the ship, from the photographs that Chuck sent him anomalously. ---- Chuck can’t resist this one. “Is there a God, and who, what is it?” “Our knowledge lets us know that there is a creator of all that exists, we also know that it is not physical, the most knowledgeable beings of advanced planets can not begin to match or understand this intelligence, therefore they just follow the order of their minds and spirits with the best of intentions. I hope that is to your satisfaction?” “Uh, I guess so,” answers the man in the house that rests on top of the hill. “This century as your planet records time could be near its final recording.” ---- The ship veers right and is soon crossing the Polar Platiau gaining altitude rapidly over the mountain belts, and finally out and over the south Pacific ocean on their way back to California as Antarctica grows smaller in the distance behind. Nine thousand miles to San Francisco, should be home in time for supper. ---- One of the ten tablets that must be presented to the United Nations. “Until the children are allowed to grow there shall be no tomorrow!” Volcanoes are seen erupting across the Earth, black smoke covers the skies, lava flows through the land, children run in panic, adults do not exist.

About the Author

Chuck was born and raised in San Francisco; he now lives in Arizona with two Cockatiel birds and a lady cat. This story was born after the purchase of a house on a hill off the California coast. This house was only several years old, but was condemned after an earthquake rocked the area and cracks were discovered on it’s foundation. After the turmoil of convincing the agent representing the developer that he was qualified to reconstruct the foundation. He purchased the house for $25,000, which was valued at $140,000 before the quake. A geologist and a structural engineer were hired. A house and a story had begun.