By Whitley Strieber
December 21, 2012, will be the most watched dates in heritage. each 26,000 years, Earth strains up with the precise heart of our galaxy. At 11:11 on December 21, 2012, this occasion occurs back, and the traditional Maya calculated that it's going to mark the tip, not just of this age, yet of human awareness as we all know it. But what's going to truly take place? the tip of the area? a brand new age for mankind? not anything? The final time this occurred, Cro-Magnon guy without notice started growing nice artwork within the caves of southern France, which to at the present time is still the most inexplicable alterations in human heritage. Now Whitley Strieber explores 2012 in a towering paintings of fiction that may astound readers with its really new insights and a riveting roller-coaster ride of a story. A mysterious alien presence abruptly bursts out of sacred websites around the globe and starts off to rip human souls from their our bodies, plunging the area into chaos it hasn't ever sooner than identified. Courage meets cowardice, loyalty meets betrayal as a whole global struggles to outlive this marvelous end-all war. Heroes emerge, villains demonstrate themselves, and in spite of everything whatever thoroughly new and unforeseen occurs that instantly lifts the fictitious characters right into a new lifestyles, and sounds a haunting real-world caution for the longer term.
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