My initial thoughts were right to begin recruiting when we were in school but the timing was off. This was our moment. Binah and Shekinah knew of some hackers who were sympathetic to our plight and had been hacking federal and state sites condemning the action of the government. She put us in contact with them because we would need to organize. We were able to set up a meeting later on that week.
“So you all are the ones Shekinah and Binah are all crazy over.” One of them said to me without any formal introduction.
“Guys, this is Isaac and Dion.” Briah said.
We all looked at each other and smiled but they all gave us a look as if we were crazy to find anything amusing in the moment so we just moved on with the meet and greet.
“So you all are the real deal, true spirituals?” Isaac asked.
“We have been your advocates because we feel like this is the worst act of oppression since slavery and even worse than the religious oppression during the inquisition.” Isaac told us.
“Unfortunately, these attacks are ultimately the same as the ones before that you mention Isaac. They are just kicking it into high gear giving it a new face and name but the end game is the same as always.” I said.
“Are you all able to get a message out to the people over the airways? I just need a symbol and we can do the rest to imprint on the consciousness of those that need to see it. I just need it to run on all channels during the next Presidential address because that will get us the most coverage.” Bilal said.
“Yes we can do that no problem and what symbol would you want to give to the public?” Dion asked.
“A seven with a circle around it.” We said.
“Nyema and Skylar will work on the artwork and we will get it to you by the end of this week which should be enough time because I know he will be giving a speech in two weeks.” I told them.
“How do you his speech schedule?” Isaac asked.
“Let’s just say, I have a feeling it will be necessary.” I said.
As we left the meet we went to meet up with Zayin who had been working on something special for us to give to one our local US Senators that was on the Intelligence Committee.
“It is ready?” I asked.
“Almost I have to add one more ingredient to the cocktail. This will put him out for a good 2 hours just place it in his home and the chemical will do all the work for you.” He said.
As we made our way to his house we saw that there were no guards around as they must have all been with him in the office downtown. We made our way to the window and were able to pick the lock and open it. Fortunately for us this was a safe area and there were no alarms so we were able to slide the cocktail in and put it on timer to be release later that evening.
As we went home we all felt accomplished because we knew what would be happening later that evening. We all went out for some food meeting up with Zayin, Binah, and Shekinah to tell them of our success. They still were not clear as to what was going on and it was probably best for them that they be kept in the dark for their own interest in the event they were ever captured and questioned. We ate and laughed and it all felt like we were back in high school last a few months ago before everything took a turn for better or worse depending on what side of the fence you were on.
As we made it back to the apartment it was time to set off the cocktail in our Senators home. It was a gas that would allow us to get into his psyche and gaining influence into his decision. Now this man was one of the most notorious oppressors of spiritual people in Congress. He sat as the Chair of the Intelligence Committee where he knew the whereabouts of all the concentration camps in the country and would be our gateway to getting to the President.
When the concoction went off we were able to get into his thoughts and instantly felt the pain and suffering of the spiritual people being slaughtered at these camps. They wore the number seven on their shirts and walked aimlessly about the grounds waiting on the day they would transition to the afterlife. They had lost their hope and even their spiritual ways in this despair and it was saddening to see.
In the mind of the Senator we felt complete happiness with their lot but a need to get something greater. It was us he was thinking about he wanted the ancient ones and their descendants that had awakened through their trauma inducing events which were intended to root us out for extinction but it did not work. It made us draw a line even further in the sand, knowing they will take out innocent people to achieve their goals. But like we knew they had no idea on how to find us. But they were strategizing on a means of corralling all the ancient ones that were spiritual, the ones that had arisen like Lazarus out of the tomb. A clean sweep and they would deal with the ramifications later. It was the greater good that they would tell the international community they were protecting. But they were still debating behind closed doors the best way to do so.
We were going to have to do something with this guy as we had gotten all the information needed we had to set their plan back. We decided we were going to use the Senator as our inside man and dispose of him when the time was right.
He was on his way to Washington to meet the President where we could have him give false information about an attack on the East Coast which would leave the main west coast camp vulnerable to our cocktails where we could free a camp and begin our movement.