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  Additional confusion resulted from Christopher's allusion to people living for a thousand years, and he did little to clear this up later in his address — saying only that the path to this extended life 'would be revealed soon, but not until the time was right.' Decker, too, was unclear about this and later asked Christopher how he would give people thousand-year life spans. Offering only slightly more clarification, Christopher answered that there would be a period of perhaps a year to allow people to adjust to the new realization of truth and the new paradigm of life, and then they would be given 'the communion that gives eternal life.'

  But while there remained much that the world did not comprehend, what everyone did understand was that John and Cohen were dead and that the earth was miraculously being restored. Although the amazing plant growth that Christopher initiated had slowed to near normal when he lowered his hand, the earth's restoration was still obvious: flowers bloomed, grass grew, leaves opened and vines stretched forth. Even the most devastated areas of the earth were becoming green and lush again. After all the destruction and death the earth had experienced, most of those who survived were eager to believe in Christopher and all he had promised, even if they did not completely understand it. The world was being restored, and once again there was hope.

  Around the world great celebrations marked the death of Yahweh's prophets and the restoration of the planet. People sent gifts to each other to mark the end of John and Cohen's reign of terror. In Jerusalem — despite Christopher's warning that the bodies still possessed great residual power and should not be touched for at least four days — a crew of city workers had been dispatched to dispose of the corpses shortly after the crowds left. The results were disastrous. The three workers burst into flames the moment they touched the bodies. The gruesome scene, captured live by cameramen and reporters, served to punctuate and confirm the earnestness of all that Christopher had said.

  And so the bodies were left where they had fallen, with cameras poised nearby, should any other unexpected event occur. In a way, the bodies became a sort of grisly trophy — not just for Christopher, but for the people of the earth, for 'Humankind,' who had steadfastly refused to bow to John and Cohen's teachings. The result was a sort of countdown until the remains of the two men could finally be removed and buried. Thus, ironically, for the next three days the celebration of joy and new life for the earth and hope for Humankind revolved around the vigil of the lifeless bodies of the two Jewish prophets that lay in the streets of Jerusalem.

  At the United Nations in New York, Christopher Goodman officially took the office of Secretary-General. While many, including most of the members of the Security Council, encouraged him to accept even greater control over world government, Christopher declined, explaining that his purpose was not to establish a benevolent planetary dictatorship but rather 'to lead Humankind toward a place of complete individual self-governance.' Any other goal, he explained, would be anathema and contrary to the design of the New Age. "Humankind must ultimately look within itself for the answers, not to me or to any other savior," he stated emphatically. "In the days to follow," Christopher vowed, "I will work together with the Security Council and the rest of the United Nations to lay the foundation for world recovery and the universal advancement of the people of the earth toward the promise that lies ahead." Nevertheless, because of the near annihilation of the populations of the Middle East and East Africa, Christopher accepted caretaker authority over those regions while continuing in his role as Primary on the Security Council for Western Europe.

  As he promised in his Jerusalem address, one of his first acts as Secretary-General was to recommend changing the international calendar to reflect the dawn of the New Age. The recommendation received unanimous backing from the U.N., and thus, though the months and days remained the same, the year formerly known as 2023 A.D. was officially changed to the first year of the New Age, notated as 1 N.A.; and March 11, Christopher's resurrection day, became New Year's day.

  Not everyone welcomed Christopher's rise to power, however, and not all celebrated the death of the prophets. Certainly the members of the Koum Damah Tatare and their followers did not; but neither did they mourn for their fallen leaders, nor did they retreat into seclusion. It seemed reasonable to assume that at least a few KDT would have accepted Christopher's offer to join him. His offer of amnesty and acceptance, thrice stated in his Jerusalem address and restated in his inaugural address to the United Nations, was certainly generous enough. Instead, without exception, the KDT went about their customary activities with a new vengeance, declaring in contrast to Christopher's message of hope and peace, that the world was on the brink of an even greater disaster. Of the 144,000 members of the Koum Damah Tatare, approximately one-third were now in Israel, while the others continued their proselytizing throughout the rest of the world. In Israel the KDT ceased their usual preaching and accusing and instead began to tell the people of Israel to flee into the Jordanian wilderness east of Israel.

  9:27 p.m. March 15,1 N.A. (2023 A.D.) — Jerusalem

  It was the evening of the third day following the deaths of John and Cohen. A light rain had been falling since before dawn and continued until about four o'clock, leaving the formerly dry earth moist and alive. The air was filled with the fresh smell of spring. The Jewish Temple, though quiet since sunset, had been filled with activity each day since Christopher's address from the Temple summit. Attorneys representing High Priest Chaim Levin had lodged formal protests against Christopher Goodman with the United Nations, and Levin spewed an unceasing fount of charges against both Christopher and Robert Milner. As intended, the desecration of the altar and sanctuary by Milner and Christopher had brought to a halt the daily animal sacrifices. Even more infuriating to the High Priest was the destruction of the stone tablets on which the Ten Commandments were written. A massive effort by a team of priests and Levites was underway to piece the tablets back together, but there were so many pieces — some little more than dust — and it appeared that many of the recognizable pieces had been pocketed by onlookers. There was little hope of actually completing the task.

  The KDT were active, as well. In addition to telling the people to flee Israel, they were also telling anyone who would listen that the name Christopher Goodman, written phonetically in Hebrew ( pl3 TJVJOID), has a numeric value of 666 — a number which, according to the book of Revelation in the New Testament of the Bible, is the value of the name of the Antichrist.

  Near the foot of the Temple steps lay the undisturbed remains of John and Cohen. The bodies, still charged with the strange power, lay unaffected by the passage of time, untouched by insects, and with no sign of decay. Though nothing had happened since the deaths of the city sanitation workers three days earlier, a few cameras, mounted on tripods, still remained trained on the two bodies. The cameramen, who had the misfortune of being assigned to what seemed to be the most boring assignment possible, were killing time playing cards while their cameras continued to record the motionless scene.

  Unnoticed by the men, three teenage boys taunted a fourth and younger boy toward the corpses. Slowly moving closer, one of the elder miscreants produced a stick and dared the younger boy to use it to poke at the bodies. Quickly the other two boys joined in, urging the younger onward.

  One of the cameramen, who was having a less than prosperous night of cards, looked up and saw the boys. "Hey, look at that," he whispered to the other players.

  One of the men started to get up to warn the boys to stay away, but he was stopped by two others. "Let them be," said one of them as he moved slowly and quietly from his seat.

  "Let them be," echoed the second as he moved with equal stealth toward the tripod which held his camera.

  The fourth player, whose back was toward the dead prophets, turned to see what was so important as to interrupt him from his three eights. Almost immediately he understood and looked dumbfounded at the cameraman whose warning had been silenced. The latter offered only a shrug as he, too, g
ot up to attend to his camera. Within seconds the cameramen had notified their respective networks of the situation. The boys were not yet close enough for the networks to decide to interrupt normal programming, but that decision would have to be made soon. If they went to live coverage and the boys chose to break off their mischief, the networks would appear foolish and would risk angering their regular program viewers. In a way the networks, like the boys, were playing a game of chicken; for while no one wanted to be too quick to commit to live coverage, neither did they want to be beaten to the story by their competition.

  Soon enough the decision was made for them. Twenty yards from the bodies, the boys suddenly froze in their steps as one by one they saw what had thus far eluded the cameramen. Following the boys' terrified glance, the cameramen quickly realized the reason for the boys' distressed stare. The bodies of the two men had begun to glow.

  Immediately the networks went to live coverage and the boys ran in fear. The glow of the bodies continued to intensify and soon the light was too bright for the cameramen to look at. One man reached into his jacket pocket to retrieve his sunglasses, but before he could, the light had grown too strong for them to be of any use. There was nothing to do but turn away.

  As horrified millions watched on television, it became obvious they had seen this same drama played out just four days before at the United Nations. In mere seconds, the worst fears of the world were realized. There in the middle of the Jerusalem street stood the two prophets, John and Saul Cohen, restored to life.

  In the stunned seconds that followed, the people of the world relived the personal suffering they had survived and the terror they had endured for the past three and a half years. When John and Cohen died, it had seemed that the worst was over. But now that they were back, no one dared imagine what savage horrors they and their god might bring with them.

  Now unattended by the fleeing cameramen, the cameras, still on their tripods, continued to record the event as the two men dropped to their knees and appeared to be praying. It was an ominous sight. There could be no telling what curse the two were about to rain down upon the earth.

  Then with a voice that sounded like a mighty roll of thunder, and speaking in the same universal language used by Christopher when he addressed the world three days earlier, the sky itself seemed to speak. "Come up here," was the entire message. No sooner had the echo disappeared than those who had heard it began to wonder if it had not been a clap of thunder after all. That doubt quickly evaporated as the two men rose to their feet, and then looking to the stars above them, physically ascended into the night sky. One of the cameramen — perhaps more daring, perhaps more foolhardy than the rest — ran back to turn his camera to follow the prophets' ascent. The other cameramen quickly followed suit, pointing their cameras toward the steadily rising silhouettes.

  Trembling from panic, it took a moment for the cameramen to realize that it was not just their nerves that shook. As the live picture began to shift they soon realized that the earth itself was shaking. The tremors grew more quickly than they could react, throwing the cameras, tripods, and men to the ground.

  10:50 a.m., March 18,1 N.A. (2023 A.D.) — New York

  The meeting was not scheduled to start for another ten minutes so Decker was in no hurry as he arrived at the auditorium in the U.N.'s Secretariat building. His intent was to simply stroll in and find a place to sit where he wouldn't be noticed. Christopher had asked him to attend and so he had, but despite his closeness to Christopher, Decker had never been entirely comfortable around these people. Apparently the feeling was not mutual, however, for as Decker entered the room he was greeted with loud and sustained applause. His various positions in life had brought him close to many great men and women; and his position at the United Nations, one might argue, conferred upon him some modest level of greatness. But while occasionally his words had been applauded, he himself had never been accorded that honor, and certainly never for simply walking into a room. Decker nodded politely to acknowledge and thank the assembly.

  "Come with me," a familiar voice said from behind him. It was Jackie Hansen, who, either by coincidence or design had been near the door where Decker entered. "Gaia wants you up front with her," she said, referring to Gaia Love, the Director of the Lucius Trust and sponsor of this gathering.

  Attendance was high and it took them several minutes to make their way to the front. Everyone they passed wanted to shake Decker's hand or pat him on the back. One woman in her mid-thirties, an adherent of Wiccan (a nature religion aligned with the New Age) was a bit more expressive in her admiration for the man who had raised Christopher from a child. Unnoticed by Decker or Jackie, the woman slipped loose the knot of a cord wrapped around her waist, and when Decker was a few feet away she dropped the cord and opened wide the long robe she wore, revealing her totally nude and very well-endowed body. In a flash, she ran and wrapped her arms around Decker, swallowing him into the warm silken cocoon of her robe. Things had changed a lot in the world since Decker was young: most of the old taboos had disappeared, except among a few conservative religious groups. Public nudity, or partial nudity with a few frilly accessories which hid nothing, was common in most of the world, and it was not unusual to find couples or even groups having sex on the beaches or in the parks. Still, Decker was old-fashioned enough to be a little stunned by the Wiccan woman's attentions.

  "Gaia is waiting for Mr. Hawthorne," Jackie said as she tugged Decker loose from the woman.

  Whether out of respect for Gaia Love or for Jackie's six-foot-two inch stature, the woman grudgingly released her hold, allowing Decker — his heart rate accelerated and the rest of his body responding as one might expect under the circumstances — and Jackie to continue.

  In this one room was nearly every major leader of the New Age movement. So many were there that it seemed to Decker that Christopher and Milner must have understated the extent to which the world had already been prepared for the arrival of the New Age. There were heads of state, members of the World Court, celebrities from television and movies, sports figures, labor leaders, the entire board of the World Council of Churches, several Roman Catholic and Orthodox Bishops and Cardinals, and numerous other religious leaders.

  Gaia Love's invitations for the meeting had stated its purpose as 'a time of fellowship and celebration for the arrival of the New Age.' But beyond the handshakes, greetings, and smiles, as Decker looked around him he saw the shadow of concern. Along his path he caught snippets of conversation about the events in Jerusalem, beginning with the resurrection of John and Cohen and the earthquake that followed. As he reached the front of the room, he even heard Gaia Love saying something about Israel, but he was unable to hear exactly what.

  The quake had caused major damage throughout Jerusalem with about ten percent of the city utterly destroyed and a death toll of no less than seven thousand. Christopher spoke on television and radio immediately after the quake to assure the world that this was not the beginning of a new reign of terror. "John and Cohen will not return," he stated without reservation. "Their resurrection was intended to incite fear by a god who thrives on fear, but I appeal to you to remain calm. John and Cohen are gone and they will never return! It is those who serve Yahweh who should fear, for they know they are no match for the will of a united Humankind."

  Insta-polls after the speech indicated that most believed Christopher. But in an ironic twist that defied logic, millions of Israelis — many who had lost relatives in the quake — instead of seeing the death and destruction as proof of Yahweh's malevolent nature, actually worshiped him all the more, saying that this was evidence of his power, as though his power itself made him worthy of their worship. Even more absurd, however, was that the Jewish High Priest and his followers were actually rejoicing in John and Cohen's resurrection. True, they had hated John and Cohen before their deaths; and true, they still hated John and Cohen's followers, the KDT, but a few things had changed. First, following the example of 'my enemy's enemy is my frie
nd,' the resurrection of John and Cohen was seen as a direct challenge to Christopher's power. There was also the fact that John and Cohen, despite their strange ways and teachings, had, after all, been raised from the dead and apparently called by God into heaven. Additionally, throughout its history Israel had always looked more generously on its dead prophets than its live ones; and while John and Cohen were no longer dead, they were at least gone. And there was one other factor; for while the proverb may be true that a prophet will not be honored in his own city, that same city will fight to defend even a local brigand if he is attacked by outsiders. So it was that John and Cohen now enjoyed a significantly improved position in the hearts of those who had for years been their strongest opponents.

  As Decker shared pleasantries with Gaia Love, the large auditorium fell silent, many previously noisy attendees stopping in mid-sentence. Secretary-General Christopher Goodman had entered the auditorium, followed by Robert Milner. To Decker, the mood in the room suddenly seemed far less like a meeting and much more like a spiritual conclave. It would take Decker a while to get used to the change in the way people responded to Christopher. The room remained silent as Christopher and Milner made their way to the dais and then from somewhere in the huge auditorium a single clap was heard. When no one else joined in, the lone clapper quickly stopped, obviously embarrassed by the apparent faux pas. No one was quite sure, but it seemed somehow improper etiquette to applaud a god.

  Sensing the tension in the room, Christopher quickly reached the microphone and in response to the lone clapper, dead-panned, "Thank you. It's nice to know I'm among friend."

  The humor had the desired effect as reflexive laughter broke the ice and resounding applause followed.