Anunnaki Awakening

OPERATION ORIGINAL SIN [ 9 ]
back to him. He checked for his wounds but found not a
scratch.
“How can that be?” Biggs asked aloud.
He woke the others in his vehicle and then radioed the other
GMV. He instructed everyone to meet outside the vehicles. No
one showed any signs of their injuries. The previous night lingered
in the air like a violent, hideous hangover. Everyone remembered
the events of the raid on the museum. Everyone
remembered the firefight and trying to escape. Everyone remembered
Cutler. Where was Cutler? How did they travel almost
40 miles to the middle of the desert without any memory
of it? Who healed their wounds?
Biggs asked, “Did anyone else see the bluish beam of
light?”
Not one member of the team recalled the light.
Biggs felt a lump in his throat and struggled to choke back
tears. “All of you were down. I was down. I was sure we were
all dead. I saw Cutler activate a device on his wrist. A bluish
light filled the museum. The Iraqis were frozen. I mean, they
were not moving. I saw Cutler and the crate disappear. I lost
consciousness and then I woke up here.”
Dragon said, “Lieutenant, I’ve heard of shit like this happening.
We can’t report this. Man, they’ll say we’re whacked!
They send you for counseling and you wind up wasting away in
a psych ward at Walter Reed.”
“How can we not report it, sir?” asked Washington. “How
do we explain that we failed our mission?”
Biggs noticed a large cut on Washington’s thumb. “Washington,
where did you get that cut?”
“When we came under fire, I dropped my end of the crate
and cut my hand.”