Topic: End Of Days, By Eric Walters

Today, I will be talking "End Of Days" By Eric Walters. In the beginning of the book there was a giant butterfly fluttering through space, the wings of its solar panels extended to gather in the power that attached at strange angles gave it an awkward fragile look. The first thing they traveled to is Jupiter the journey of 759 million kilometers took nearly three years but once they got in there they saw what it looks like it was arcing into a perfect elliptical orbit above the poisonous atmosphere. Six years after leaving Jupiter, having made close passes of five different planets, it passed beyond the outermost orbit of the outermost planets. The scientists who had dreamed and conceived and then watched the life of the satellite would have marveled at its continued existence. When they got back to Earth everything was change and a car tuned onto a tree-lined street. The houses, almost identical, were neat and orderly and set well back from the road. The street lamps cast isolated pools of light onto the road, but the houses were dark, the residents quietly asleep in their beds. The car slowed to a crawl. The vehicle pulled over to the curb and stopped there was a three of the men entered the room and the leader took the bed covers and slowly peeled them away. The professor was hauled out of his bed by two of the men, gripping him under his arms and they wanted him because he was just a scientist in an obscure field who had devoted his life to research. Professor Sheppard was the scientist who devoted to his life research and he was brought to a plane and bring him somewhere else but eventually he was rescued by his captors. But then the leader of the people who kidnapped him was still looking for him his curiosity was now even greater than his fatigue or fear. He pushed open the door boldly and found himself face to face with a very familiar presence.

Re: End Of Days, By Eric Walters

Andrew Markell and Daniel Sheppard had been colleagues, researchers, and friends. His “death” had been a tremendous blow to Sheppard personally, as well as a loss to the scientific community. Sheppard had few true peers, and Markell was one of them Sheppard said “But I saw you in the coffin” and he was sputtered then Dr.Markell asked “The corpse was certainly supposed to look like me. Was it lifelike?” back to comments made at Andrew’s funeral about his numerous accidents and near-misses, and how he’d made excuses himself so that he wouldn’t have to be in a car with Andrew at the wheel. This had, at times, presented a problem, since Sheppard himself had never learned to drive. The professor felt a renewed surge of fear that drove away his stunted anger Sheppard was at a loss and struggled to provide an answer. Sheppard thought back to McMullin’s funeral and remembered his wife at the grave, two small children crying for their father. Markell gestured to a large mirror next to the door at the end of the room that Sheppard hadn’t noticed it. Seconds later, the door opened and a woman and a man entered the room, followed close behind by four men the men who had kidnapped Sheppard. Sheppard was reassured and frightened at the same time because he had experience of being hauled out in the bed by armed men. Hay was the friend of Sheppard that he was working as a scientist, Andrew said “The end of life is probable, but not definite.” “And that is why you are here,” Hay said. She stood up and extended her had. “Do you accept our invitation.” But Andrew took her hand and said “I accept.”