The Lost Treasure Map Series (99 page)

He realized it was surely the
extraterrestrial in the wood that he was visualizing and he felt
his blood explode through him thinking of it and he unintentionally
let out a loud long gasp of horror through his mouth!

The entire horrific energy formation vividly
surrounded him, as visions of deep space emerged and vanished
through his thoughts, which he could not spot any differences in to
reality, which left him staggered.

What strange place had this thing come from?
What wonders had it? Where had it been traveling to in the deep
dark depths of space and time?

He wondered if it even had a real form as
they knew it and if it was actually entirely made of energy
formations!

He
imagined it as an alien like monster materializing out of the
realms of hell, from some world somewhere beyond space, with bright
blood
red devil features, a
giant demon shape, glowing, altering, whirling,
within hideous energy surges, while it shifted like a
distorted
grotesque
wild killer monster, ready for the kill, as it
fully materialized into this universe.

His dream
altered and reappeared and in a sudden blast of energy the
formation went crashing into the world and instantly smashed into
the trees in the wood, and its impact and destruction nearly
destroyed it!

He imagined its thrust blasting over the
dark sky of the world, while watching it on the world below, with
it having a background of space made up with vast billions of stars
shining brightly throughout its expanse.

All around him vociferous exploding energy
and blinding brightness kept exploding everywhere and he thought of
withdrawing from it!

He sensed its composition unsuccessfully
tried to leave the confines of the universe, and its shape glowed
and altered into powerful bright explosions of energy.

It was like for the first time in its
existence it had felt pain and death, and its formation constantly
altered as it controlled its individual parts to the degree of
atoms, stopping itself from being absorbed and destroyed by a
colossal infernal.

He felt its destruction with horror but then
it was instantly allowed to escape and formed into a flying
formation and darted out of the colossal energy into the dark night
on the world.

The cold outer world was unrecognizable to
it and left it staggered, but it felt satisfaction as it completed
repairing a major region of damage to it, and its glowing monster
shape formed strange ghostly shapes of life forms from
extraordinary worlds it visualized in this universe.

The
thing clearly altered like a monster materializing out of the
realms of hell, from beyond reality, and took insane forms and
alterations to its features and took forms of blood
red
demon shapes,
glowing, altering, whirling, within hideous energy surges – while
it consistently stopped itself vanishing – and it repaired the
damage done to it, altering energy formations back into their
original states.

Its
giant translucent demon shape floating through the trees, glowing
and beaming in altering shapes, shifting through the wood like a
distorted
grotesque
wild monster, ready for the kill, with parts of it
frequently altering into other creature’s organs.

This world was unrecognizable to it
and it was left staggered and it monitored its
formation
’
s
fight to repair itself and it was eventually able to alter to an
extraterrestrial humanoid formation, it detected in this universe,
which allowed it to gain more of its normal powers, and it managed
to adapt to the surrounding environment and it shifted into the
long black shadows of unknown tree formations like a transparent
ghost monster lurking around, transforming shapes and appearances
in regions of it.

The moon shifted overhead as its
monster shape staggered through the small wood, and it even took
comfort in the moon
’
s existence, and it stopped to examine a life
form, a small black cat shifting by it, and it copied some of its
formation!

Then it roamed the wood and it became clear
the life form it had copied affected it far more than it had
realized, and it realized it was not just the life form but its own
damaged state!

While it propelled itself forward its body
adapted its form and repaired damage and formed more powerful and
better Earth legs and razor-sharp claws, creature fangs, and thick
tentacles formed and expanded from its neck, from creatures it
studied on other worlds in this region of space, and while it
shifted on head tendrils formed from its ears that shuddered
frantically checking the region for signs of life forms and
dangers.

When the wood ended strange glowing
hills illuminated all around it, stretching out to the rim of the
world, as the sun rose below the horizon, and it stopped and
watched a glowing spot accelerating across the sky, and it detected
a dim radiance illuminating in its surroundings, and it detected
one of the world
’
s intelligent species on its own
nearby!

The whole dream vanished and Cameron opened
his eyes and stared out of his hotel window into the dim morning
sky, as the sun rose below the horizon, and he examined a vague
gleam of sunshine appear and its strange glow emerge into swirling
patterns of cloud, and he realized the dream had been crazy.

Chapter 2

The
Psychiatrist

Cameron rushed
into the London psychiatrist’s waiting room late and clumsily
tripped and went crashing through the door, landing face first, and
rolled over the carpet, and jumped onto his feet and stood watching
the aged psychiatrist staring at him insanely.

He calmly
studied Cameron’s face, and gasped, “You’re ...?”

“
It’s
me!” he replied, brushing his new clothing of dust.

Cameron
accidentally gave out a drunken burp, from all the beer he had
consumed in a nearby bar – where he had forgotten the time, and was
late for the appointment.

“
You’re
...” the psychiatrist repeated, with his mouth open.

“
It’s
alright! I’ve an appointment!”

“
You’ve
an appointment? When? I’ve no mention of any appointment
with
you
! I would
have noticed! Perhaps you’ve the day wrong?”

The
psychiatrist started to look through his appointment book!

“
I’m
Cameron!”

“
Dave
Cameron!” he gasped, reading the appointment.

He studied his
face over and over with confusion, and continued, “You’re the
soldier sent by the army ...?”

“
Yes!”

“
You’re
suffering memory loss?”

“
Yes!”

The
psychiatrist started writing notes and instantly ignored him and
Cameron grew impatient at the treatment.

This had to be
his lucky break – and he realized that he had actually talked
Sergeant Malone into arranging the trip to London and appointment
with the psychiatrist – and it should solve his mental problem and
allow him to explore and meet the Prime Minister and discover if he
was the Prime Minister’s twin brother, which the taxi driver had
convinced him he was, which he had not been able to confirm or
prove wrong! He looked the same as Prime Minister David Cameron,
and the other soldiers at the army base thought he had something
about him that was the similar!

“
Now
tell me when you first lost your memory and what occurred
afterwards!” the psychiatrist spoke firmly, after adjusting his
seat in front of him, eager to get to the bottom of the mysteries
about him!

Cameron sat
firmly in his seat and realized that if anyone could solve his loss
of memory it might be him, as there had to be many other cases like
it, and he would at least get if there was an answer to it, and
perhaps he could help him accept the facts.

“
Ever
since I found myself in a pool of mud in a farm field I’ve lost my
memory of my identity and have been trying to get it back, and I do
not know how I got there and can barely recall anything I did
before then! I sometimes have the memories of two
people!”

“
Did you
get any damage to your head from the fall in the pool, and have you
been taking anything that might have influenced it?”

“
I
strangely had no damage to my head or body and as far as I know I
never took anything!”

The
psychiatrist asked many questions and Cameron continued telling him
everything he knew, accept he avoided telling him of the army being
there to investigate a suspected alien landing/crash, even though
his dream the night before had been so vivid that he had been sure
that the incident had somehow influenced him, and he was now sure
it might be a mental problem!

Why would the
British army and US military and NASA insist there was an alien,
and investigate the crash site they found?

Now he mainly
did not know what to believe, and at times definitely believed it
and at other times never, as the others surely did, and he left it
until any proper discovery and facts arose.

The treasure
hunt and map, and the well they were exploring for it, had left him
confused and he wondered why he and the three soldiers at the army
camp had been looking for it! Yet they had found the well at the
location the treasure was supposed to be, and the information he
had given the three soldiers about it had been enough to convince
them that there was something there, which he was somehow sure was
evidence enough.

The army
setting up a campsite base there to search for an alien landing was
confusing, and he could not even believe the British army would
believe an alien existed, and why was there treasure located at
virtually the same site as the crash – whatever crashed down in the
wood – which could be an advanced secret weapon!

The
psychiatrist finished off, before he allowed him to go, by giving
him advice and another appointment, and told him he would do
everything he could to have his medical problem solved and that he
would arrange an appointment for him at a hospital, to have his
brain examined, but Cameron saw he was still baffled over several
unexplained aspects!

Chapter 3

The
Arrest

Cameron sat at
a table in a bar near a front window and watched the sun go down
into the horizon, and the busy street turn dark, and he got drunk
and sat sulking and running through thoughts and what he knew
trying to find even a vague suggestion of a way to approach the
Prime Minister, but he just could not think of anything, and he did
not know what to say or do to talk to him.

Yet if he was
his twin surely he would start to talk to him, and he would know if
he was his twin, but how could he explain he had no memory of him,
and if he never recalled anything about him and their relationship
he would think he was not his twin and just someone looking like
him! He was stumped again!

He suddenly
had an idea and wondered if there was anyone in the bar that knew
him and if he could question them! He was desperate to investigate
ways of getting his true identity!

At the side of
his sight he spotted two men watching him outside from over at the
side of the street! Their official detective suits and looks
grasped his attention, and when he looked at them they looked away,
and then seemed to watch him from the sides of their eyes.

After a long
time he watched them hide away further along the street, and was
considering where to go next when he spotted a group of policemen
march along the road in the opposite direction and was surprised
when they entered and went to the bar where they questioned the
barman about something and Cameron was astonished that one turned
and looked directly at him and when he looked away the others all
started looking at him with surprised looks, examining his
features.

Cameron gasped
and decided he had to do something, knowing if they did intend to
confront him they would get him if he left so he decided to go to
the bar toilet, when they were preoccupied.

As he entered
the toilet they all watched him and he sensed they intended to do
something and he realized that he could have been a wanted man,
before he had lost his memory.

Once in a
toilet cubicle he sat and listened, and just when he thought they
would not bother him he heard the door open and two of them enter
and march along the cubicles until they were behind his door, and
one called out, “We want to talk to you!”

At first he
panicked and then he wondered what kind of people confronted people
there, and why had they not just waited, and he grew furious at
their violation of his rights, and finally shouted at them, “What?
What idiot wants a conversation with someone in a toilet
cubicle?”

“
What?”
the policeman shouted back, annoyed. “You get out here
now!”

“
Your
violating my rights and I’m going to report you and have you fired
for it!”

The two
policemen gasped and started whispering, out of the range of his
hearing, and eventually seemed to agree over something, and he
gasped and expected the door to come crashing in on him and started
getting ready.

“
When
you finish off in there! We’ll be outside!”

Once they had
left he jumped up and looked over the top of the cubicle and
checked and listened to their faint voices outside, as they
waited.