Sunday Snippet: The Touch: A Supernatural Story – Part I by Robert Flynn

Today’s Sunday Snippet is from the Christian Fantasy series The Touch: A Supernatural Story – Part I by Robert Flynn. It is available as both an ebook and paperback copy and was published on the 11th of February 2017.

Synopsis of The Touch: A Supernatural Story – Part I by Robert Flynn

Sunday Snippet: The Touch: A Supernatural Story - Part I by Robert Flynn christian fantasy book coverThe old beast is up to something out of character here.

Gabriel appears autistic because he hears a voice. The voice is real, but it is a supernatural presence. This voice gives him a power that he can transfer by touch. Gabriel does not trust this presence, though he finds that the wonder of what he is experiencing is far too great for him to resist.

Gabriel’s “autism” is really a defense against the weight of the power that has engulfed his heart, mind and soul, from the very beginning. He has no memory of his parents and in actuality, the voice, which causes him so much distress, is the only reality he has ever known. Living in an orphanage in Austin, Texas, all of his life, the voice has shown him more attention and love than any other person.

He befriends one other special young person in that orphanage, Joshua Fellows. Joshua also has experienced little love in his short life. The bond between these two young boys is the beginning of an amazing journey.

Together, they find the strength to take the gift, and to use it for good. They will ultimately discover that the presence is not at all who they expected.

I will humbly submit that this book is written in the spirit of Dean Koontz’s works and also Stephen King’s works. I am searching for that spirit and voice in this novel! More to come!

The Snippet from The Touch: A Supernatural Story – Part I by Robert Flynn

It spoke directly to Anakim. “Anakim, have you been able to gather yourself together now? You need to remember what I have told you. You need to bring your strength back now because you will need it soon!” Anakim felt a jolt from the voice. The sound awakened something in him that subdued his confusion. His mental and supernatural faculties returned suddenly, and as this happened, he began to glow a much deeper, brighter blue color. The voice spoke again. “Yes Anakim, you are gathering your natural strength again. See how your power is flowing?” Anakim was pulsing now with an even purer blue energy. It was radiating out from him, and as it washed over the three children, each of them felt a rush of power. He now felt comfortable talking to this voice and responded without hesitation. “Yes, I can feel what you are telling me. My purpose is to help these children. I remember everything!” The voice responded with much more power and spoke to them. “You will all follow my instruction. Brace yourselves because this will not be comfortable for you. The two people in this bed are the most powerful man and woman in the world. With people of great power, an equally powerful force must be used to convince them. When two powerful forces collide, the energy released can be overwhelming. What you are about to do will require all your strength together, do you understand? Anakim, you will act as the conduit for this power, which will flow through the children into the man and woman in the bed. Each of you should now touch Anakim. Now, little ones!” They all did as they were commanded and reached out to touch Anakim. All of them were floating in the same place above the President and the First Lady. Anakim opened his arms and pulled all three of the children into his embrace, and he immediately felt something flowing into him. A blue stream of energy, just like a very large lightning bolt, pulsed like a snake directly into Anakim’s back. Anakim could not see that the energy looked to be flowing out of a spot on the wall behind him as if it was coming in from a hole in space. All of them could feel the power of this energy which had a decidedly electric effect on their transparent, floating bodies. The voice spoke this time with even more unearthly sound. “Focus your gaze on the two in the bed! Now push your power into them. Now!” This sound again shocked them all, and they did what they were being told to do. As the power began to move from them towards the bed, something incredible happened. The President of the United States opened his eyes and lifted his head up off the bed. He did what all normal people do when they awake from a deep sleep. He sat up and rubbed his eyes. After doing this, his sight returned to normal and what he witnessed before him was beyond any dream he had ever experienced. He was startled without a doubt, but he could not take his eyes away from the pulsing energy moving toward him. He could not see the origin of the energy because it was now becoming a bright, white light and it was almost blinding him. Instinctively, he reached over to his wife and abruptly awakened her with a brisk shake. She sat up and began to complain to him before realizing how bright the room was. She swallowed the words that she wanted to say and became just as mesmerized by the light as her husband. Neither of them could move or speak. Before they had a chance to do anything, the white energy engulfed them both. The impact of this power flowing through them was much like being electrocuted. The energy bristled with sparkles, not unlike fireworks on the Fourth of July. Anakim noticed that both the President and his wife were noticeably uncomfortable. They had both pushed themselves all the way to the wall behind them and were bouncing around from the effects of this supernatural flow of light. Anakim and his three young assistants continued to push with their minds. What they were starting to feel was a resistance coming from the targets of this push. Anakim, Gabriel, Maral, and Abdul could all sense that these people had a power of their own and this power was helping them resist. Possibly because this revelation weakened the confidence of the four of them, the energy coming out of them and into the President and the First Lady began to lose some of its strength. As this happened, the President found that he could speak. He was still writhing about as he managed to yell into the room. He could almost make out the unwanted visitors floating in the room now and instinctively he directed his words to whatever these things were. He screamed, “Who are you? What in the hell are you?” Upon hearing the President speak out in this way, confidence was lost among the intruders. Anakim tried to continue pushing, but even he was feeling drained. As the force of the power weakened, the President regained some control of his body. The First Lady was no longer bouncing around. She now was staring blindly into the room and not saying a word. They both were stunned by the assault. The President managed to roll over, trying to exit the bed. He was successful enough to roll completely out of bed and then fell to the floor. The impact from hitting the floor brought some of his senses back, and he pulled himself up off the floor on the edge of the bed and stood up. His balance was off, but he tried to put one foot in front of the other, hoping to get out of this impossible situation. He had taken just one wobbly step when the entire room began to pulse. An even more powerful white light was blasting out from the wall behind the four floating intruders. The President stopped in his tracks and tried to shield his eyes from the extreme light. Just by doing this he finally caught sight of these creatures in his room. The sight was unbelievable to him, but he continued to try and fully discern what in the world he was seeing. What his eyes witnessed next made the ghosts in the room pale by comparison. 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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