Email Whitelist Instructions

Since your Email Provider probably uses some type of overzealous filtering; We ask that you add us to your trusted list of senders, contacts or address book. All also known as "Whitelisting."

If you do not see an email from Both and Press in your Inbox, my email may have mistakenly been sent to your spam folder.

Please open your spam folder and if you find an email from Both and Press open it and mark it as "Not spam"...

NEXT: Click your provider below to Whitelist

Is your email client or spam filter not listed?

If Both and Press is being filtered, try adding to your Address Book or Contact list.

If messages continue to be sent to your junk folder contact your ISP or spam filter application support and ask how to whitelist


At times, Gmail mistakenly sends emails you want, to the Spam folder...

If you do not readily find an email from Both and Press

Please check your Gmail Spam Folder:

To assure you continue to get emails you asked to receive, Create a Filter

  1. If you find an email from Both and Press in Gmail spam?
  2. Open the email please.
  3. Click 'Dots' button on the top right, to reveal your choices.

Click Filter messages like this



  Filter messages like this  

Click the button  Create filter   to open your settings.

From the next menu, please check these options

  Never send it to Spam  

  Always mark it as important  

  Also apply filter to matching conversations  

  Categorize as: Choose Category... 

Under the "Categorize as: Choose Category..."

  1. Click the dropdown icon next to "Choose Category..."
  2. Please select Primary in the next options menu.

  Choose Category...  






Click the blue  Create filter   button, to save your settings

Now you will always see Both and Press in your Primary Inbox tab!

Next, if the email remains open? Please mark the email as "Not spam"

  1. - If you see an email from Both and Press: Open the email please.
  2. - Click the button on the alert, labeled Report Not spam

  alert icon  Why is this message in spam? It is similar to messages that were identified as spam in the past.

    Report not spam

Gmail Tabs

- If you are using Gmail Tabs such as 'Promotions' please open your Promotions tab in Gmail.

  1. - If you find an email from Both and Press in your Gmail Promotions tab:
  2. - Grab and drag my email to the Primary Inbox Tab.
  3. - After doing so, you will receive an alert like the one below at the top of your Gmail toolbar.

  4. Conversation moved to Primary. Do this for future messages from

    Yes   Undo

  5. - Click Yes in the black alert box at Gmail.
  6. - This way you will always see Both and Press in your Primary Inbox tab...

Also you can create a filter...

  1. - If you find an email from Both and Press in your Gmail Promotions tab:
  2. - Open the email please.
  3. - Click the dots menu on the top left of the email.

Click Filter messages like this.



  Filter messages like this  

Click the button  Create filter   to open your settings.

Please select Primary in the next options menu.

  Choose Category...  






Click the blue  Create filter   button, to save your settings

Now you will always see Both and Press in your Primary Inbox tab...

Gmail Mobile App

If you are using the Gmail Mobile App on your mobile device, please open the app now

Should you not readily see an email from Both and Press, please check the Spam Folder:

Should an email from Both and Press appear mistakenly sent to Gmail spam?

Please open the email and Tap the icon.

  Move to  


  Change labels  

  Mark as not important  

Select "Change labels..."

Check the box next to Inbox

Image of Gmail's new label menu

Tap OK to save your settings

Are you are using Gmail Tabs such as "Promotions" please open your Promotions tab in Gmail.

  1. When you find the email from Both and Press
  2. Tap the menu icon - top right.
  3. Then select Move to.

  4.   Move to  


      Change labels  

  5. Then select Primary from the list.

  6. Screenshot of the Gmail app move to menu

This should help Gmail to know, you always want to see Both and Press in your Primary Inbox tab...

Yahoo icon

Yahoo! Mail

If you do not see an email from Both and Press in your Inbox...

Check your Spam Folder. If an email from Both and Press is there?

  1. - Please open the email.
  2. - Next click the Not Spam button on the top toolbar.

To ensure delivery: Create a filter to automatically send email from Both and Press to your Inbox.

  1. - Move your mouse over or tap the Gear icon in the top right navigation bar.
  2. - Select Settings from the list that drops down.
  3. - Choose Filters located on the left side of the page.
  4. - Click the Add button on the Filters page.
  5. - Create a name such as Whitelist in the Filter name field.
  6. - In the From field leave the default contains selected.
  7. - Enter our email address in the text box next to Contains...
  8. - Choose the destination folder to which you would like the message delivered. For example: Inbox.
  9. - Click or tap Save...
  10. - You will see in the next screen -Deliver to Inbox if From contains Both and Press-
  11. - Click or tap Save on this screen.
  12. - You will be returned to your Yahoo! Inbox.

iPhone mail app icon

iPhone Mail App

iPhone Mail identifies most junk mail (spam) sent to your address or aliases, but it can mistakenly move email incorrectly to your Junk mail folder.

Periodically check the Junk folder for email messages that were marked as junk mistakenly.

To indicate that an email message from Both and Press isn�t junk:

  1. - Open your Mail app and go to the Mailboxes screen
  2. - Scroll down to the folders area

  3. Screenshot of iPhone mailboxes screen

  4. - Select the Junk folder.
  5. - Find the email from Both and Press and slide it left to see options.

  6. Screenshot of iPhone swipe left screen

  7. - Tap the More button.
  8. - Tap the Mark button.

  9. Screenshot of iPhone move messages screen
  10. - Tap the Mark as Not Junk button.

  11. Screenshot of iPhone mail not junk screen

The message is moved to your Inbox. Subsequent email messages from Both and Press will no longer be marked as junk.

By default, messages in the Junk folder are deleted after 30 days so be sure to check it often to whitelist relevant email.

Outlook Mobile App

Outlook's mobile app now offers a "Focused Inbox" for your important email

- To add Both and Press to your list of Focused Inbox on the Outlook App...

Please open the mobile Outlook app on your Android, Microsoft or iPhone:

Then open the email from Both and Press:

  1. - Click the dropdown menu Screenshot of Outlook App dropdown button on the top right of your Inbox.
  2. - On the menu displayed tap Move to Focused Inbox

  3. Screenshot of Outlook App dropdown menu
  4. - Select the Move this and all future messages button.

  5. Screenshot of Outlook App move to screen
  6. - Tap Move
  7. Now all future messages from Both and Press will appear in your Focused Inbox

You can also remove unwanted emails from your Focused Inbox as well by repeating this process in your Focused tab.

Outlook 2003, Outlook 2016 and Outlook Office 365

To ensure you continue to receive important emails in Outlook Office:

Please add Both and Press to your list of "Safe senders" on Outlook:

  1. - Right click our email in your Inbox email list pane.
  2. - On the menu displayed move your mouse over or tap Junk
  3. - Click or tap on Never block sender in the menu that rolls out.
  4. - The resulting popup will say:
  5. - "The sender of the selected message has been added to your Safe Senders List."
  6. - Click OK

To add sender to address book:

  1. - Open the email
  2. - Right click on the from address
  3. - Choose Add to contacts option

Previously "Hotmail", "Live", "Windows Live" and "MSN"...

In the new you must click the Wait it's safe link if you find emails incorrectly identified as spam.

Entering the email contact in the address book or contacts no longer whitelists the sender.

To ensure messages from specific email addresses are not sent to your Junk Email folder, you can do one of two things:

  1. - Check the Junk folder. If you see the Both and Press email in your Inbox
  2. - Open the email from Both and Press...
  3. - Click the "Wait it's safe" link

Mark Sender as "Wait it's safe!

Both and Press (

Microsoft SmartScreen marked this message as junk and we'll delete it after ten days.
Wait, it's safe! | I'm not sure. Let me check

Manually Add to Safe List

  1. - Click gear the icon on the top right.
  2. - Select Options in the drop down list.
  3. - On the Options page under Preventing junk email click Safe and blocked senders
  4. - Click the link Safe senders on the next page.
  5. - Enter the email address in the text box.
  6. - Click Add to list
  7. - Both and Press will now be added to your list of Safe senders
  8. - Emails added to your Safe senders will not be delivered by mistake to your Junk folder.

AOL Webmail

To ensure important emails get delivered to your AOL Inbox- Please complete these two steps...

If you find Both and Press in your spam folder:

  1. Right click the email.
  2. Click "Not spam" in the resulting list.

Add to your Address Book:

  1. - Open the email from Both and Press
  2. - Click the show details link next to Both and Press in the From field.
  3. - Move your mouse over or tap to show the menu.
  4. - Click or tap Add contact in the menu displayed.
  5. - Add Both and Press to the name fields
  6. - Click Add contact

Next: Please Enable Images

  alert icon  Images blocked Show images | Don't block this sender

  1. - By default AOL now blocks all images.
  2. - Open the email from Both and Press please.
  3. - Click Don't block this sender please.
  4. - Now you will see our complete emails with no effort on your part...

Email from that Domain will now be delivered straight to your Inbox.


Please log into your Xfinity account and select your Comcast webmail:

  1. Should you find an email from Both and Press in your spam folder:
  2. Open the email.
  3. Click the   No icon Spam (not spam) icon on the top toolbar.

Next please, add Both and Press to your address book:

  1. - Please open the email from Both and Press.
  2. - Click on the button at the top left of the email that says:

    + Add to Address Book

  4. - That will open your edit contact screen.
  5. - Then click Save and you're all done.

If you are not receiving email at EarthLink, there are two actions you can take.

  1. - Check Suspect Email folder
  2. - Add Both and Press to your address book.

With EarthLink, if you have SpamBlocker turned on, suspect messages are automatically send to your Suspect Email folder if the Domain is not in your address book.

Suspect Email Folder:

  1. - While in the Suspect Email folder, if you see Both and Press...
  2. - Select the Move to Inbox and Add Contact option from the drop down menu.
  3. - This will add to your Address Book for future email delivery assurance.

Address Book Inclusion:

  1. - Open the email.
  2. - Click Add to Address Book in the email header.
  3. - Use the Address Book Editor to verify the sender's contact details and click save.
  4. - Fill in as the email address of the sender.
  5. - Any mail sent with the same Domain (right of the @ sign) will now be delivered to your Inbox.


AT&T no longer maintains their own inbox.

Instead you can find your AT&T emails at

Please follow the Yahoo instructions for whitelisting an email address.

Click or Tap here, to scroll to the Yahoo instructions...

Mozilla Thunderbird

Please open your Thunderbird email client:

If an email from Both and Press appears in your Junk Folder:

Please mark that message as Not Junk.

Next, please add Both and Press to your Address Book:

  1. - Click the Address Book button.
  2. - Make sure the Personal Address Book is highlighted.
  3. - Click the New Contact button.
  4. - Under the Contact tab, copy and paste the "From" address, into the email text box.
  5. - Click OK.

Security Software

Norton AntiSpam

This problem may occur if is accidentally added to the Blocked List.

To remove the from the Blocked List:

  1. - Start your Norton product.
  2. - Click Settings.
  3. - Depending on your Norton product, do one of the following:

For Norton 360:

  1. In the Settings window, under Detailed Settings, click AntiSpam.
  2. On the Filter tab, next to Blocked List, click Configure.

For Norton Internet Security:

  1. In the Settings window, on the Network tab, click Message Protection.
  2. Under AntiSpam, next to Blocked List, click Configure.
  3. - In the Blocked List window, select the item that you want to remove, and then click Remove.
  4. - Click Apply, and then click OK.
  5. - If you do not find in the Blocked list, go to next step.

To add to the Allowed List:

  1. - Start your Norton product.
  2. - Click Settings.
  3. - Depending on your Norton product, do one of the following:

For Norton 360:

  • In the Settings window, under Detailed Settings, click AntiSpam.
  • On the Filter tab, next to Allowed List, click Configure.

For Norton Internet Security:

  1. In the Settings window, on the Network tab, click Message Protection.
  2. Under AntiSpam, next to Allowed List, click Configure.
  3. - In the Allowed List window, click Add.
  4. - In the Add Email Address window, from the Address Type drop-down, select the address type.
  5. - Add, and then click OK.
  6. - In the Allowed List window, click Apply, and then click OK.

McAfee Products

While McAfee has removed spam protection in the latest Anti-Virus software- You may still have a version that offers spam filtering.

  1. In order to add Both and Press to the friends whitelist, please open McAfee and click on Web & Email Protection.
  2. Then click on Anti-Spam
  3. There you can see various settings. You can change the spam protection level, change filter settings, etc.

  4. Click on Friends list
  5. - Please add to your "Friends List" to always allow emails from Both and Press.

Trend Micro

If you received an email message from Both and Press that was incorrectly moved to the Spam Mail folder by the Anti-Spam Toolbar you can prevent this from occurring in the future

The Anti-Spam Toolbar detects spam by looking for certain keywords in the email's subject or body. Occasionally, it may detect what you consider legitimate email as spam.

To prevent this from occurring you can do either of the following:

  1. - Add the Both and Press to the list of Approved Senders.
  2. - Decrease the Spam Email Filter Strength.

Note: You can also select the email and click Not Spam to report it to Trend Micro. However, this feature serves only as a reference to their spam database, and it may not have an effect on how the toolbar detects spam.

Add the sender to the list of Approved Senders:

  1. - Open Microsoft Outlook.
  2. - Click the Spam Mail folder then select the legitimate email detected as spam.
  3. - Click Approve Sender on the toolbar.
  4. - Click Yes when the confirmation message appears.

Decrease the Spam Email Filter Strength:

  1. - Open Microsoft Outlook.
  2. - Click Trend Micro Anti-Spam then click Settings.
  3. - On the Spam Filter tab, move the slider bar to select a lower filter strength.
  4. - Click OK to save your settings.

Spam Filters

Cloudmark SpamNet

Cloudmark filters email based on content footprints. To assure our email has not been mis-identified as spam:

  1. - Select Cloudmark | Options... from the Cloudmark SpamNet toolbar in Outlook.
  2. - Click Advanced.
  3. - Go to the Whitelist tab.
  4. - Click the Add button.
  5. - Type:
  6. - Click OK.
  7. - Click OK.
  8. - Click Yes.
  9. - Click OK.


Sanebox is not a filter, but a filtering system trained by you.

  1. - Open your Webmail or Gmail where you use SaneBox.
  2. - Open your @SaneLater folder.
  3. - If you find an email from Both and Press or an email from in @SaneLater...
  4. - Please drag my email to your Inbox folder.
  5. - By doing this you will always get our great content in your Inbox from now on!

Spam Assassin

Spam Assassin is usually administered by your server admin. Please contact your admin and request that he or she:

  1. - Add the following entry to your user_prefs file, which is found in the .spamassassin subdirectory on your web/mail server
  2. - whitelist_from
  3. - Save the user_prefs file or move the updated copy to your .spamassassin subdirectory.

Barracuda Networks

Occasionally, Barracuda Spam Firewall will mark a legitimate message as spam. There are two methods to whitelist email senders.

Whitelist Quarantined Senders:

  1. - Open your email client. Barracuda should send you a summary each day listing quarantined items. Choose the most recent Barracuda email message.
  2. - Locate the email from Both and Press and the sender email address that you do not want quarantined in the future. Click on the word "Whitelist," which is in green print to the right of the email title. This will open your list in a web browser.
  3. - Click the box to the left of the email that you would like to whitelist. At the top of the page, click "Whitelist." Barracuda will not block or quarantine the sender whose email address appears on the whitelist.

Whitelist Senders and Domains:

  1. - Open your web browser. Navigate to your company's Barracuda firewall homepage.
  2. - Click on the Block/Accept tab.
  3. - Choose "Sender Domain Block/Accept." Enter the Domain name from to whitelist. For example, you can enter to allow all AOL addresses.
  4. - You may enter a comment to remind you why you allowed this Domain. Click "Add."
  5. - Click your mouse on the "Email Sender Block/Accept" tab. Enter the email address of an individual sender that you want to whitelist, such as ""
  6. - Include a comment. Click "Add." In the future, Barracuda will not block emails from this sender.

Most Used Spam Filters


Highlight the email from Both and Press with the email address to Whitelist.

Click "More" in the SPAMfighter Toolbar and select "Whitelist".

Here you can choose if you want to Whitelist the email address or the whole Domain.

To be sure that all emails from people in your Outlook contacts get through to you, you can import and Whitelist them.

To do this, follow these steps:

  1. - Click "More" in the SPAMfighter toolbar.
  2. - Then "Options"
  3. - Then "Filter settings"
  4. - Then "Blacklists & Whitelists"
  5. - Then "Whitelist email address"
  6. - Then "Import".
  7. - Select your 'Address Book' and click on "Check all"
  8. - Click "Add"
  9. - Click "Apply"

If you get a pop-up box offering you to upgrade to SPAMfighter Pro, it is because you have exceeded the limit of 100 addresses. You can fix this by buying SPAMfighter Pro or by deleting some of the addresses in your Black/White list. If you want to delete addresses, please go to:

  1. - Click More" in the SPAMfighter toolbar.
  2. - Then "Options"
  3. - Then "Filter settings"
  4. - Then "Blacklists & Whitelists"

Mail Washer

  1. - Click Tools, then Blacklist & Friends.
  2. - Click Add... on the right, the Friends list side.
  3. - Make sure Plain email address is selected.
  4. - Type:
  5. - Click OK.
  6. - Click OK.


  1. - Open ChoiceMail
  2. - Click on the Senders tab
  3. - Choose "Approve another Sender"
  4. - Type in the sender email address
  5. - Click on OK

Spam Sleuth

  1. - Select File, then Configure.
  2. - Go to the Friends category.
  3. - Make sure Active is checked.
  4. - Type: on a line by itself in the entry field.
  5. - Click OK.

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On December 21, 2012, the world was supposed to end.

According to Mayan prophecy, the Earth would somehow just cease to exist. The ancient Mayan civilization (2000 BC – AD 950), once located in what are now Guatemala, Mexico, and Belize, is widely recognized for its great accomplishments in hieroglyphics, architecture, mathematics, and astronomy. But it is most renowned for its highly advanced and precise measurement of time. Mayans were obsessed with time, counting it and tracking its passage over great epochs. The accuracy of their calendars is unparalleled by any other ancient civilization on Earth—so much so, in fact, that a number of respected historians believe it is possible that they had assistance from extraterrestrial beings. But all the Mayans’ various calendars—and archaeologists have found many—came to an abrupt end on the same date—December 21, 2012. When the apocalyptic day came and went, the world concluded the prophecy was a myth.

But it was not. It was averted by an extraordinary course of events that began simultaneously on two different planets—Earth, and Akara, home to an awakened civilization far more evolved than our own. In order to protect the individuals involved, this story has been a well-kept secret. Until now.


Chapter One



Location: Planet Akara—Pleiades Cluster, 445.7 light-years from Earth

Earth Date: December 19, 2012


Mobius clenched and unclenched his long, four-fingered hands. He had to make a choice, and he had to make it fast. If he decided to go to Earth, it would change everything for him, but if he didn’t go, it could change everything for them. For a moment, he wished he had just put the relic back in the ground and covered it over with dirt.

* * *

Six days earlier, before he even knew Earth existed, Mobius stood on the jump platform of a hovercraft as it moved high in the lavender skies of Akara over the final testing site. As the arm display of his energy suit’s control panel counted down, he grew more and more agitated. I’ll never make it, he thought. In an attempt to calm down, he looked out the transparent ribbon that encircled the craft’s hull. His two enormous blue and orange eyes squinted at the Twin Flames, Akara’s binary light source. The sun and dwarf star were caught in a gravitational embrace that made for some radical astronomical phenomena, but today, they seemed only to shine a further light on his deficiency. He was eighteen, but suddenly felt like a child again. Mobius shifted his gaze to Akara’s moons; seven of the eleven hung visible in the day sky, and they brought him a bit of comfort, like sentries watching over him.

Suddenly, the aperture beneath his feet flashed open, and he heard his mentor say, “Candidates, make the leap,” as he dropped into the upper atmosphere, free falling toward the ground. The cold geostrophic winds battered him around until he flipped over and dove headfirst, slicing through the air to stabilize his fall. As he hurtled toward the dense, green gas cloud below—a toxic remnant from the Ravaging Era a thousand years before—he tried to quiet his mind. He didn’t want to obsess about his chances of getting admitted into the Discovery Corps, Akara’s renowned space exploration program. From the age of nine, he believed his entelechy, his innate creative potential and purpose, was to become a flier with the DC. It was the only thing he ever really wanted to do and the one thing he was certain could never happen. But now he was on the verge of the impossible. If only he could pass the final test today.

As he plummeted downward, he felt a slight surge in his head followed by a mild cool sensation throughout his body, alerting him that a thologram with the mission details had just uploaded to his neurolink. He reviewed the instructions on the three-dimensional thought hologram, but the instant he entered the radioactive cloud, the neurolink glitched out. No way, he thought. It’s not enough. He knew he’d have limited intel about the mission, but he’d expected more.

For a few moments, the gas cloud obscured his view of the ground, but then the noxious mist thinned, and he glimpsed the ghostlike outlines of ancient ruins of what was once a thriving community. Just as he cleared the cloud, he activated the anti-gravity landing sequence on his suit, slowing his acceleration until he could reorient himself feetfirst. Upon touching down, Mobius struggled to find his footing on the arid ground, kicking up a plume of lapis blue dust. Residue of radioactive waste hung thick in the air, and heat from the effects of the greenhouse gasses pressed down on him like defeat. An ominous, phosphorescent glow rose from the ground, reflecting the paltry light that forced its way through the cloud above. Mobius looked around, his eyes adjusting to take in more light by decreasing the proportion of blue and increasing the proportion of orange.

One by one, each of his Supernova Crew members, Nava, Tru, and Barj, landed nearby. Their translucent suits accentuated each of their various skin colors—Tru purple-black, Barj pale yellow, and Nava burnished gold, her tone close in color to Mobius’s own warm bronze.

The crew quickly gathered around Nava, the leader for their last mission together as candidates and the most important one to date.

“Set your timers for forty minutes,” she instructed. “On my mark—three, two, one.”

In unison, they initiated the countdown on their control panels; over the last year at Entelechy Academy, they had become a tightly knit team.

“Remember,” Nava said, “head back to the rendezvous point immediately when the alarm sounds. We have only twenty minutes to get back to the ship before our shields are breached. After sixty-five minutes our exposure will be critical, and at seventy-five, fatal.”

Protocol required her to remind them, but it wasn’t necessary. They all knew the gravity of the mission, which simulated an off-planet scenario with extreme field conditions—a toxic environment, comms down, no scanning tech, and a limited energy supply. It was only a test, but the circumstances were real.

Mobius, Nava, Tru, and Barj began making their way toward the vestiges of the ancient community—gray hulking masses of crumbling structures that emerged from the ground like exhumed corpses. The ruins sat on the rim of a canyon that was one of the planet’s last sources of retainite, Akara’s most precious resource and the only material capable of containing torus energy. Without it, Akara would plunge back into the dark age that reigned before the Rebirthing.

Mobius was fascinated by the rare substance, a liquid-crystal that existed in a liquid state underground and crystallized into a solid above ground as soon as it was exposed to the argon in Akara’s atmosphere. Even though he’d never paid much attention in planetary sciences, he’d learned everything he could about retainite and was heartbroken to find out it had been mined to near depletion during the Ravaging Era for use in technology and weaponry, leaving enormous pockmarks all over the planet. The small amount that remained was buried in the canyon Mobius trudged toward, and he was excited that his current mission was to locate an extraction site. The only problem was that he’d have to do so using nothing more than his intuition.

Supernova’s rapid pace slowed. They were a physically impressive group—their hairless bodies tall, muscular, and fit—but the menacing ruins still presented a steep challenge.

“This place is unnerving,” Nava said. “The energy here is so dark.”

The candidates blinked twice, indicating their agreement.

They continued on in silence, walking through the desolate community that was one of thousands around the planet left over from the Ravaging Era. Mobius could almost feel the souls of the billions who had died during the hundred-year reign of self-inflicted destruction. Environmental disasters, including severe droughts and mini ice ages due to extreme climate fluctuations; worldwide pandemics; contamination of the food and water supply; and out-of-control warfare as a result of overpopulation, dwindling energy supplies, and a radical imbalance in wealth distribution had all brought the Akaran race to the edge of extinction. By the end of the Final War, only a few million individuals had survived. The shock of it hit Mobius harder than ever before, since he could see and feel the effects all around him. He shuddered at what it must have been like when neighbor fought neighbor over the last remaining resources.

Even though the poisoned graveyard Mobius was walking through gave no indication, a series of synchronistic events had pulled the race back from total annihilation. Most of those who endured were the more evolved, conscious members of the species, who became known as the “Wise Ones.” They had joined together in collaboration and cooperation rather than participating in the savagery and competition that had taken hold during the Ravaging. Retreating into the last unadulterated areas called “vital zones,” they created conscious communities across the planet.

It became survival of the wisest.

Mobius climbed a half wall of an ancient building and dropped to the other side, landing in a morass of sludge that came up to his knees. As he slogged along, he couldn’t help but think about what had somehow miraculously emerged from all this ruin; how the concentrated communities of wise beings had sparked a planetary awakening to the true nature of reality and the oneness of all life. That awakening had brought an end to the conflict and the dawn of a new era—the Rebirthing. With it came access to previously unused parts of the brain, a harmonization of brain wave patterns, as well as a profound opening to intuitive, telepathic, and healing faculties. Connection to levels of compassion and awareness far beyond the five senses became known simply as the Wisdom. Within a few generations of the Rebirthing everyone was born with this more highly evolved matrix of consciousness and ability. Everyone but a rare few.

Mobius’s breath came heavily, and the eeriness of this place made him even more anxious. He continued to struggle against the obstacles in his way, but mainly he fought against his handicap. Mobius was one of the rare few. He had been born an Anomaly.

* * *

After trekking for a while longer, Supernova had made their way past most of the ruins yet still couldn’t see the edge of the canyon. “This is taking too long,” Barj said. “I wonder if the sites the other crews were dropped at are as challenging as this one.”

“I hope so. I don’t need anything more going against me,” Mobius said, then checked the display on the inside of his forearm—30:13 to go. He looked at Nava. “This is impossible. What if I don’t get in?”

In the last few years at Entelechy Academy, he had explored many other life paths, including archaeology, holo-design, environmental rehabilitation, and quantum travel. After trying it all, he was more desperate than ever to get into the DC.

Nava put a hand on his arm for the briefest of moments. He became distracted by her touch and her beauty, as he had been many times since they’d met a year ago. And once again, he struggled to keep his feelings for her at bay.

“Mobius, take a breath and get centered.”

He squeezed his eyes shut for a moment, trying to focus on his breathing.

“You’ve made it this far, and Kaia believes in you,” Tru said, referring to their beloved mentor.

“And remember what she told you,” Nava added. “Open your mind and focus positive. You don’t know what’s possible.”

Barj tapped Nava on the arm. “Easy for you to say.”

“No kidding,” Mobius said. Everyone knew that out of all twenty-four candidates, she had the strongest intuitive ability.

The group moved along in silence for a few more minutes until Nava yelled out, “There it is!”

The four of them broke into a run and soon stood on the edge of the canyon, looking down on an expanse of burnt orange and yellow spires that rose like enormous pointed hats out of the flat, dry canyon floor. Some of the formations were smaller with little round balls at the top, but they were all in the same conical shape—larger at the bottom, then tapering up to a point.

“It’s fantastic,” Mobius said, taking in the extreme vertical drop and rugged landscape below.

Tru looked at him like he was crazy. “Fantastic? More like intimidating.”

Mobius felt a thrill of energy run through him at the enormity of the moment. He had the chance to become the first Anomaly—one of only .0002% of the current 500 million population—to make it into the Discovery Corps and become a flier with the space program. Even though, like all Anomalies, he had limited access to the Wisdom, he also had advanced physical abilities. Luckily, Mobius had one of the highest aptitudes in survival and adventuring the DC had ever seen, and only because of it did he have a chance of getting in.

Nava glanced at her control panel. “Okay, let’s move. Twenty-three minutes to go. See you back here at the rendezvous. Make the leap, everyone.”

“Make the leap,” they said back, repeating the phrase taken from the Discovery Corps motto—“From data to information to knowledge to Wisdom—Make the Leap.”

Mobius reached into his pack, pulled out a silver tube, and threw it down like a dagger. Five claws unfurled and burrowed into the ground, then a ring popped out the top. He clamped his rope onto the ring, then onto his suit’s harness, and hurled the rest off the side of the canyon. After backing to the edge of the cliff, he hung suspended for a moment, took a deep breath, then pushed off backwards, sliding down the rope much faster and longer than safety protocols advised. Swinging to the wall, his feet hit the rock face, then he pushed off again; he loved the rush of rappelling. On his backward arc, he looked up and saw his crewmates still far above. His speed and greater athletic ability were his only hope of finding the retainite in time.

As soon as he touched the ground, he unclipped from the harness, left the rope dangling, and pulled out a handheld probe that would confirm the presence of retainite once he located a possible extraction site. The access points to the underground reservoirs of liquid retainite were no bigger than his hand, and he knew his detection would have to be precise. Pushing the thought out of his mind, he bolted in the direction he had been assigned by his thologram.

Moving through a gap in the enormous conical formations that now towered above him, he encountered a slot canyon so narrow that he wasn’t sure he’d be able to squeeze through. The sliver of a canyon receded into the distance with huge, striated rock walls rising at a sharp angle on either side of him. Racing forward, he followed the natural trail of the canyon. At times, the path was so constricted he had to turn sideways, inch through the gap, and scuttle over rocks blocking the way. He moved as fast as he could for a while, then stopped inside a cavernous rock enclosure to check his display. With only a narrow slit of murky sky visible at the top, his eyes adjusted to read the time remaining—15:36.

Anxiety rose in his throat, and he was about to rush out of the cave when something stopped him—a subtle feeling that he should remain still for a moment. Where is the extraction point? he asked inwardly, then waited. But all he heard was his own heaving breath, quickly followed by his doubting mind. He looked around, trying to find any clue that might lead him to the retainite. It can’t be in here, he thought, it’s too narrow. And it’s too near the start. It can’t be this easy. Keep moving.

He sprinted on, bursting out of the slot canyon. The sky opened up above, but he was still in a tight space, surrounded by three huge spires closing in on him. The cone-shaped structures blocked his view completely, and he couldn’t tell which way to go. Without thinking, he shoved the probe into his pack and began working his way up the tallest formation, climbing freestyle without securing a rope. The rock was unstable, and it slipped away in pebbles as he climbed, and he knew he was taking a risk the mentors would question. Finally, he reached the top—8:49 remaining. With his feet stable underneath him, he held on to the pointed apex of the enormous cone with one hand as the other swung free while he looked in every direction. To the south, just beyond the cluster of formations, he could see an open field, and hope spread through him like warm liquid. That has to be where it is. He studied the best way to navigate through the spires to get to the field, then anchored a hook and slid down a rope in a matter of seconds.

Moving easily through the undulating pathway he’d seen from above, he ran ahead and finally reached the open space dotted with dead scrub-brush. As he crossed the broken terrain, he looked at the countdown—only 2:54 to go. It’s not enough time! His heart punished him, not so much from exertion as from fear. He began looking around frantically.

Slow down, Mobius. For a moment he thought he heard Kaia speaking to him telepathically, but it couldn’t be her since she wasn’t allowed to guide him in any way. Besides, he wouldn’t have been able to hear her even if she tried. While she was the only person he was able to pick up any telepathic thoughts from, that was only when he was physically near her and highly focused. He figured that she’d told him to slow down so many times over the past year, her words must just be ringing in his head. Forcing himself to stop, he tried to tune in to his intuition by quieting his mind, closing his eyes, and slowing his breathing like he’d been taught in mindfulness training. He struggled to listen for an answer, to access the Wisdom, but all he could think about was the display relentlessly counting down.

He opened his eyes—1:38 left before the test was over. He could hardly breathe. Desperate, he pulled the retainite probe out of his pack, ran into the field and began plunging it into the canyon floor time and time again—covering as much ground as he could in the seconds remaining—trying to locate the retainite by sheer force of will.

Suddenly, the control panel’s alarm pierced the silence. Time was up.

He had failed.

* * *

Several minutes later Mobius heard Nava call out from behind him, “Mobius! What are you doing?”

He glanced over to see her standing nearby, deep concern on her face.

“It’s got to be here,” he yelled, as he continued to obsessively stab his probe into the ground. “I have to find it!”

Nava rushed to him. “Mobius, we have to go. Even if you find it at this point, it won’t count.”

“No!” he cried.

His control panel sounded, imploring his departure as well. “Suit degradation begins in fifteen minutes. Evacuate the area.”

“I don’t care. It doesn’t matter anymore,” he screamed back at it, then futilely slammed the impenetrable display with his probe before stabbing it into the ground again. This time the probe clanked on something hard.

He dropped to his knees and began digging furiously. “What is that?”

“I don’t know, but it’s not an extraction site. Let’s go,” Nava begged.

“It may be retainite that made it all the way to the surface and crystallized.”

“That’s incredibly rare!”

He continued to dig and uncovered not crystal, but metal—a silver cylinder encrusted with centuries of dirt and grime.

“Mobius, we have to get back to the drop-off. You’re putting us both in serious danger!”

“It’s okay. We’ll just take off from here. But where are Tru and Barj?” he asked, suddenly aware of his crew.

“I sent them back to the hovercraft when you weren’t at the rendezvous. They’re fine, but we’re not. We don’t have enough power to clear the gas cloud from down here.”

At these words, he snapped out of his rage and stared wide-eyed at Nava for a split second, then yanked the relic out of the ground, and they began to run.


Chapter Two



Location: Planet Earth—Guatemala, Maya Biosphere Reserve, 75 miles south of Mexico

Date: December 9, 2012


The drug gang cowboys no longer wore bandanas over their faces when they confronted Diego Villela. The jungle ranger tightened his hands into fists as he stared at the four barefaced men who had suddenly erupted out of the jungle and stopped his Jeep.

“What do you have for us, college boy?” Pedro, an oily-skinned narco who usually did all the talking, asked in Spanish as he slung his AK over his shoulder.

Diego had to tell them something. If he didn’t, they would take him down, but if he did, it would endanger everything he’d sworn to uphold. Once again, he wished he had handed the drug lord back his blood money and kept his eyes to the ground.

The criminales had first ambushed Diego eight months ago on the side of a remote, rutted-out road just after he’d started working for the paramilitary ranger patrol in the lawless jungle of Guatemala. His job was to help protect the Maya Biosphere Reserve—8,000 square miles of rainforest and one of the most threatened and important habitats in the world. After running off a group of illegal pet traders trying to capture scarlet macaws, he had emerged from the jungle to find the narcos waiting for him, lined up in front of his vehicle with their faces covered and armed like terrorists. Now that Diego was on the take, they no longer bothered to conceal their identities, but he wished they still wore the damn rags, because Pedro, a rawboned pendejo, had a mug like a ghoulish Mexican mask out of Día de los Muertos.

“You’d better start talking, Diego,” Pedro barked while the jungle ranger stood silent, trying to figure out what to say.

“I’ve been working on it,” Diego finally replied, his words laced with bile. The diablos own me now. The insidious thought came to him before he could push it down, and he gritted his teeth against it. He’d believed that allying with their money, power, and the narco culture that was worshipped by the poor, powerless young guys he grew up with in the barrio—the ones who kicked his ass on a regular basis—would prove that he was not the asthmatic, scared little kid he used to be. At twenty-four, he had grown to be 5’10″ (taller than any of the outlaws in front of him), made his body fit and strong, and gotten a fierce jaguar tattoo that took up the length of his right forearm. Despite all this—even standing there in his fatigues, armed with an assault rifle and empowered with paramilitary authority—he still couldn’t shake the feeling of self-doubt and weakness.

“The boss is counting on you, cabrón,” Pedro said. “You’ve got to give me more than that.”

Diego’s stomach turned to molten lava at the mention of the boss. All he’d seen of the notorious drug lord, Manuel Menendez, was his feral black eyes above the mask he’d worn when he’d offered Diego more money than his parents had ever imagined and a chance to prove he was turning out to be impressive after all, unlike his father. “Uh, I’m telling you, there’s no real news … They’re talking about some kind of crackdown from the Policia Nacional Civil, but nothing is certain yet. Their biggest concern right now is stopping the slash and burn deforestation and illegal logging.”

Pedro raised his eyebrows and whistled under his breath, and the other men exchanged glances, all of them wearing the typical narco uniform of cowboy boots and jeans. The news was a big deal—the slash and burn areas, where outlaws like these had cut out huge swaths of rain forest, were important for drug running. The narcos used them to land their planes to drop off and pick up cocaine and heroin on their way to Mexico and the United States. They also used the clear-cut areas to create cattle ranches as fronts for laundering their money, as well as money for Salvadoran and Chinese gangs who illegally logged the timber to sell in China.

“Who is the leader of the police for the crackdown?” Pedro asked. Diego knew this meant, “Who do we need to threaten or pay off this time?”

As the ravenous December sunshine beat down on him, he wiped the sweat off his face with his sleeve. “I don’t know. They haven’t mentioned any names.”

“When is it happening?” Pedro pressed, raising his voice above the howler monkeys that bellowed in the trees.

“I don’t know that either. They keep changing the date because of all the tourists coming for the end of the Mayan calendar.”

Suddenly, a short, stocky guy with a missing ear was in Diego’s face, his AK rifle pressed up under Diego’s chin. “It’s your job to know.”

Diego tried to stand his ground, but he stepped back, his heart thundering. “If I pry, my uncle will suspect me,” he stammered, suddenly picturing the distinguished Domingo Hernandez, who was head of the jungle patrol, scowling at him from under imposing eyebrows. “He isn’t like me. He’s on a mission.”

“Don’t worry, Rafael,” Pedro said. “Diego will do his job. His job now is to get his uncle to tell him who is in charge of this police crackdown and when it is happening. If he does what he’s told, he keeps getting paid more money than he thought he’d see in his whole, stupid little life. And if he doesn’t … he will suffer very badly. So you see? It’s easy for him.”

Diego gripped his rifle tighter, for a moment fantasizing about how he could get himself out of this mess. “Give me a week. I’ll have more for you.”

Rafael backed off but glared at Diego with disgust. Moments later, the men melted back into the jungle and were gone. Diego drove away as fast as possible on the rugged road, fear pulsing through him like thick blood. He had given them some information but had concealed the fact that the police offensive was set to begin sometime in the next two weeks. Stalling allowed him the temporary illusion that he was thwarting the criminales. But he knew if he didn’t warn them before the strike happened, they would kill him for sure.


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