The Touch: A Supernatural Story - Part I

The Touch: A Supernatural Story - Part I

by Robert Flynn III


Publisher Robert Flynn III

Published in Science Fiction & Fantasy/Fantasy, Literature & Fiction/Horror, Literature & Fiction/Contemporary, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Literature & Fiction

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Book Description


Gabriel is a special boy, living in an orphanage his entire life with no memory of his parents. He is considered autistic by many. In reality, he is not. He appears autistic because he is hearing a voice. The voice is real, but it is a supernatural presence. What the voice gives him is a power that he can transfer by touch. One thing is certain. The voice holds power beyond anything any of these young people could have ever imagined. This power is changing everyone, one beautiful child after another.

Sample Chapter

The flow of energy out of Anakim and team stopped as they directed their attention at the look in the President’s eyes. The First Lady regained some of her senses, and she let out a shriek. Still frozen, they were completely terror stricken. Had Anakim and the young ones turned around, they too would have been shocked.

Just in front of where the white light was funneling forward into the room, a new figure appeared. It too was floating above the floor even closer to the ceiling than the four etheric intruders. As the President and the First Lady focused on this entity, it became clearer to them. What they saw was a man of stature beyond Anakim’s impressive height and weight; a man clothed in a brilliant white robe of some sort, with an energy emanating from him that was even more powerful than what they had already experienced. This man had glowing blue eyes and golden hair. This man was supremely muscular, and his body had definition far beyond human standards. He floated in the air as if standing with his arms down at his side and his eyes focused on the two people that belonged in this bedroom. His gaze was a stream of energy flowing directly into the eyes of the fearful man and woman of his attention. Anakim, Maral, Abdul and Gabriel all realized that they were no longer in control of this impossible dream. They still were unaware of this new being in the room, mostly because they were stunned themselves.

As this beautiful, floating man continued to stream his energy into the President and his wife, he began moving closer to the bed. The apparition floated towards the Presidential couple, and it moved right through the etheric bodies of the other unwanted visitors in the bedroom. When this happened, all four of them were again astonished. They could see something within this etheric vision that was beyond anything they had experienced up to this point. There were miniature solar systems with tiny spinning planets, exploding stars, rainbows of cosmic light and so many other objects that they could not discern in the short time they were virtually inside of the etheric form.

The voice spoke again, just to the four inside of him. “This has proven to be more than you were able to control. Do not worry; I will finish it! All of you go back to your sleep now and revitalize your energy. There is much more to do!”

With that, each of the four disappeared from the bedroom and returned to their individual beds. Unfortunately for the President and the First Lady, they would not be so lucky. The supernatural was not done with them yet this night.

What they were experiencing was, if nothing else, fantastically beautiful. The new creature in the room hypnotized both the President and his wife, and they were powerless before it. It continued to move closer to the foot of the bed, dropping from the ceiling just enough to be in an almost direct line of sight. The President was continuing to stand upright next to the bed, and his wife was still backed up against the wall behind their bed. They were fully cognizant and frightened at the same time. The President could not make even a single move, even though he could consider trying to escape. What they witnessed next rendered the President and the First Lady as puppets on a string. They heard a voice, and it was something so unfathomable that it could have stirred the dead from their graves.

The voice said, “Do you see me? You asked who I am. I will tell you now! I am a mirror into your soul! Look upon me and remember what you have seen. Look upon me and remember all that you have done. Look upon me and change your life! You will not see me again in this way, but you should know that I can visit you at any time. Any time I so desire! Do not forget!”

Instead of continuing to tell them more about who he was, this being decided to show them. He opened his arms as he moved closer to them and continued to lift them up as if to welcome the two into his embrace. The white, pulsing light was still almost blinding, but neither of his two intended recipients felt a difference. They both were able now somehow to see everything clearly. Drawn into the extreme attraction of the gorgeous creature, they were silent, in an almost rapturous state. As his arms continued to rise, something else was rising behind him. Two fantastical appendages were opening into the air, just as his arms reached their maximum height. As this happened, the President felt something timeless in the depths of his soul. He fell to his knees and began to weep like a little child. These appendages were obvious in their nature. The First Lady was paying very close attention to what was occurring.

She screamed out at this being with emotion, unlike anything she had ever felt. “What in God’s name are you? Dear God, help us, Father! Help us Almighty God!”

Her cries for help did not stop this being from continuing to do what it was doing. Two amazingly beautiful, white wings with feathers that sparkled with gold rose into the air with wonderful beauty, and after fully extending them, the being folded them in and out as if preparing to fly into the sky. The air in the room breathed as these magnificent wings pushed upon it. The air was alive with readiness for this thing to take flight, it seemed. The First Lady looked upon his visage with wonder as her senses were completely taken over.

The being continued to flex its wings, and an interesting thing happened. The President, who had been weeping on the floor, rose now to stand, still with tears in his eyes and began to approach the impossible thing in his bedroom. The First Lady was quiet and looked upon what she saw with absolute fascination. As she watched her husband approach something obviously not of this world, she again was overcome with fear.

She shouted with all the air her lungs could give to her, “Honey, get back from that thing! Come back here to me!”

The President had extended his arm to reach out and touch what was before him, but when he heard his wife shout so profoundly, he changed his mind. The air continued to pulse as the President moved back to his wife’s side. He backed up onto the bed and pushed himself slowly right up next to her. They grasped each other’s hands and continued to watch with complete obsession.

As it floated in the air; a giant perfectly formed man with muscular wings that continued to open and close, they were in a state of wonder. Finally, this creature opened his wings to their maximum extension. He held them there, completely exposed, as if to offer his full beauty. The couple on the bed were not ready for anything more than what had already driven them quite close to insanity. What happened next was intended to seal the deal. The giant revelation began to focus its eyes directly at the frightened people on the bed. Its wings remained fully extended as something began to change.

It chose to speak once more. “Gaze upon me and see who I can become. You will never want to see this part of me again, this I promise you. Keep this part of me in your memory!”

His eyes began to boil with a deep yellowish-red color. These eyes were nothing more than terrifying. The President and his wife pushed back even further against the wall in fear and continued to hold hands. Their grasp on each other was enough to restrict blood flow. They did not notice this because the sight before them was of such intensity. They were looking upon eyes that had the color and power of the Sun. Before they were completely blinded, something else changed. As they looked upon the face of this relentless dream, the perfection there morphed into something sinister. The two on the bed each saw their version of what was now a complete evil. What they witnessed in this face completely took them over, and they both began to writhe in pain, exactly as Feraidun and his terrible accomplices had suffered through several times, at the hands of this same being. Each of them curled up into the fetal position, swiping their hands at things that seemed to be crawling on their skin, and shouting out in pain as they witnessed true fear. Fear of this evil and fear of themselves.


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Author Profile

Robert Flynn III

Robert Flynn III

− Robert E Flynn III is a software-developer, musician, living with his beautiful fiance, Claudia, in San Antonio, Texas. He has two wonderful children, Caitlin and Zachary, who are grown and exploring their own fantastic lives. He has spent his entire life pursuing creative endeavors. Music was his first love and still is, and writing was always part of his life, but one college professor instilled the positive input that pushed him to create his first novel. While writing endless essays and research papers, this professor wrote something truly inspiring on every one of those works one semester. He simply wrote, “This was a pleasure to read!” This simple message inspired deeply. This is his first novel, but the story has been developing in his mind for two years. The book has a supernatural theme, but it is also a story of the condition of humanity. − Robert also lived in Austin, Texas for many years and was part of the music scene in the city during that time. He was a member of several bands during those days and tremendously enjoyed playing live in many venues in the music rich area. He also lived in Denver, Colorado for several years when his children were young and then relocated back to San Antonio, Texas to be close to family.

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