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The Unholy Deception
The Nephilim Return


L. A. Marzulli


To
Lynn Q. Marzulli & Lenore C. Marzulli,
my parents, who pointed the WAY



Copyright 2002 Lynn Marzulli


Prelude: Somewhere in the Middle East


There are evil spirits hereЧbad jinnЧI can feel it, the aged shepherd thought,
pressing his back against the stone that towered above him.
He gazed into the night sky and called out the names of constellations, trying
to ease his fear, then muttered a prayer to Allah.
Yes, bad jinn in this place, the old man thought, running his hand over the face
of the stone, feeling its weathered surface. His father had told him that the
jinn had erected these gargantuan rocks in a semicircle in the time before the
great flood. On certain nights the jinn were said to visit, and woe to any
traveler who found himself there when they did.
Allah protect me and this fool of a nephew, he thought as he listened to the
tinkling of bells from his goats. He looked at the sky again and whispered
another prayer. It was through the carelessness of his nephew, now fast asleep,
that they found themselves in this unholy place. The young man had allowed his
small herd of goats to wander beyond their traditional grazing area and out to
where these giant rocks stood. In the morning they would leave this place to the
jinn and other spirits.
Far in the distance, a single light caught his eye. The old man sat upright and
grabbed his staff. He watched as the light moved toward him, growing larger all
the time. And then he heard it, the sound of many swords in the air. It was an
expression his father had used to describe the sound of a helicopter. His father
had been just a boy when he'd first heard a helicopter and had thought it was an
evil jinn, come to get him.
The old man wondered what a helicopter was doing out here in the wilderness.
His nephew stirred.
The boy will never be any good, he thought, rising to his feet. "Uncle?" the boy
asked.
"For the love of Allah, get up and make sure the goats don't loosen their
tethers."
"Uncle, what's that noise?"
"Many swords in the air," he snapped.
The boy watched the growing light as the helicopter grew closer.