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  Scott got up and realized that it was neither hot nor cold, if he were at home, he would be cold when he got up, and that did not happen. It is as if the climate of the room adapted to his body temperature, there was not a single hole through which an air current entered, even the bed seemed to have been molded as a single piece like the whole cabin and there wasn’t a single lamp or visible spotlight, however, the room was completely white and there was a glow in the room.

  Scott walked calmly around the room wondering what he would say to Sarah when she woke up. He sat next to her and kissed her cheek to wake her up as he put his hand on her back.

  —Sarah… wake up…

  Sarah woke up and looked at Scott. Her eyes slowly adapted to the intensity of the light and she looked at the surroundings around with great disbelieve.

  —Where are we? —It was clearly not her room, being an interior designer, she would not design her bedroom as minimalist as the room they were in. —What is this place?

  They both looked at the room in confusion. They didn't have much to look at besides the white walls and the only window was like the pink elephant in the room, they could both see it, but neither of them wanted to say anything about it.

  Through the window, millions of stars and cosmic dust could be seen forming clouds of beautiful colors that mingled deep in space.

  It was a beautiful image of stars that adorned the planet Earth that remained apparently motionless in front of them with its moon orbiting in perfect harmony, it was like seeing Ying and Yang in an infinite dance.

  —I don't know, but I’ve been here before, since a long time ago. I don't know how many times. But this is what I have seen in my dreams.

  Scott suddenly felt more relaxed knowing that Sarah was by his side, she could finally understand what he meant by everything he had told him about his dreams and at the same time he was glad to know that he was not crazy, that there was something bigger and that he belonged to and was part of it.

  But in a trice all that evaporated. Scott knew that his last dreams had been very real. So much so that he was capable of feeling textures, smell aromas and could see things in great detail and sharpness.

  He quickly deduced that it could be something very similar to his last dream.

  —I think I'm only dreaming of you.

  —I’m not a dream Scott. Because I am terrified and would like to wake up. I know I am not asleep. I just want to get out of here. Tell me, how do you get out of here when you come? —Sarah began to devise a plan to leave that place as soon as possible —What do you do to return?

  —Nothing. I just wake up. Maybe we just have to wait.

  The light in the room, or the environment could be said, since there were no lamps, changed from a bright white to a warm yellow.

  An unmarked door slipped from one of the three vertical walls. Sarah stood behind Scott as a silhouette approached them.

  There was Charlie. A Pleiadian alien known in pop culture as the Tall White or Nordic race. It was a being of approximately two meters ten of stature.

  He wore a very simple suit of silver in color and a purple cape with a gold trim that adorned him to the floor.

  He calmly approached them, and greeted them telepathically.

  —Hi. Welcome again…

  They were both able to hear the same information at the same time very clearly, as if they had headphones in their ears. It was a calm voice that inspired confidence and calm.

  Hearing the greeting, they both knew immediately that they had already been there, even Sarah after a moment realized that this being was not a stranger after all, and that is saying a lot, considering that she was on a ship in outer space with a non-human being speaking to him telepathically.

  —You are Charlie, right? —Scott asked.

  —Yes, that is correct, I'm glad you remember me. We have called you because we need your help.

  —Need me? What do you mean by needing me exactly? — Scott thought he was not an important person, on the contrary, what could an ordinary person like him do for an advanced being? Unless Charlie had to do a risk analysis of a company, Scott didn't have much to contribute.

  —We need all three Scott. We will start the first phase. This time you can remember everything, it will take a few hours. Tomorrow we can discuss it in more detail.

  —First phase? What are you talking about? —Sarah was confused that an extraterrestrial entity had a casual communication with them, as if the conversation was something trivial and unimportant. She couldn't understand anything that he was alluding to. She could hear it, but she wasn't following the script.

  —I’m not talking. I communicate with you by telepathy. —Until that moment they had not realized it. They could clearly see that his mouth was not moving. —The important thing now is that you know that you will be fine. You have given us your consent to visit you and bring you here in advance. You are more than what you think or what you remember you used to be.

  —I do not understand. We are just normal people. —Scott realized that his comment was irrelevant to what Charlie had told them.

  —That’s right, you are just people. You just can't remember everything you’ve accomplished in recent years. You will, I suggest you don't stress about it.

  —Okay? —Scott looked at him with bewilderment.

  —Follow me.

  Charlie kept talking to them as they walked down a long hallway.

  They couldn't conceive of the size of the ship, it was so big that it could easily fit three Olympic pools along and a five-story tall building just in the hallway that led to another room.

  As they walked through the hallway they started talking to each other.

  —What are we supposed to do? —Sarah asked.

  —Follow him. He is strange, but I have confidence in him.

  —I don’t. —Sarah struggled to speak softly. —I want to get out of here as soon as possible.

  Their conversation was interrupted by Charlie's voice in their heads.

  —And you will Sarah. You are here of your own free will. You don't remember yet, but you will. Trust me, you told me that they called you Sarah because your mother was Jewish and wanted to have a princess, Sarah means princess in Hebrew.

  There was a disturbing pause, and Sarah looked at Scott, completely stunned. She didn't even remember that.

  —I didn't know that. —Scott said

  —That’s true. —and it was the last thing Sarah said before following Charlie without hesitation.

  What they saw upon entering the great hall was reassuring, a group of humans around them.

  They were glad they weren't the only ones floating around in the universe.

  They immediately noticed that there were not only people who had been removed from their beds while sleeping, which they could easily notice by their sleepwear. There were also humans who seemed to be giving some kind of guidance to those people.

  There were at least seventy other people in the room, between normal people and what appeared to be officers giving some kind of instructions to everyone.

  As they crossed the room they could see that more disoriented people kept coming as did they.

  Jack’s Breafing

  A man proximately the same age as Scott approached them in a strange uniform that looked like something out of a science fiction movie. It looked like a full-body wetsuit made from neoprene, but more colorful and with some insignias on it.

  —What’s up Scott? How are you? —He approached from a distance with a raised hand waving to Scott.

  —I am trying my best to understand what is going on. —Scott answered a little discouraged, he had always wanted to be in the middle of something like that, but now everything was so overwhelming that he simply preferred to be at home drinking a beer. —You...?

  Jack kept talking and didn't allow
Scott to ask anything, he immediately shot a glance at Sarah, smiled at her and put his hand on her shoulder.

  —Sarah, how do you feel? —Jack looked at her her in a deeply and awkward way.

  —Terrified. —Sarah feared that this was what they did to you in an abduction and if so, what came next would be the worst. She was just trying to find a way out. But every time she thought about it, she remembered that she was floating in space and there was no safe way to run away.

  —Do not worry, we will explain everything. —Jack advanced while talking with them with excessive security, demonstrating that it was something he did many times —Please leave all the metal you have with you and follow me.

  —Scott. You and I have worked together for twenty years. We were part of the Earth Space Program. I'm Jack, remember? —Jack smiled, then put on a sad face —Don't worry, I know you don't remember, I’m just messing with you.

  Scott looked at that man with an effort to remember, but it was in vain. He didn't even have a resemblance or gave an air to any of his friends on earth.

  How was it possible that an accountant who graduated from college to become a risk analyst at a reputable New York firm could have worked with this guy, whom he did not remember, for twenty years in a space program.

  The very idea was so ridiculous that he only turned to see Sarah and they looked at each other without commenting for a few seconds.

  —I think that working twenty years in a space program is something I would definitely remember. I don't have an astronaut suit at home, so you're confusing me. —He murmured with irony and sarcasm.

  They approached a small room that had an open door and as soon as Jack entered it, it was fully lit.

  —I will begin to explain everything from the beginning, so everything else communicated to you makes sense, okay? Have a seat, please.

  Sarah and Scott sat down immediately.

  Everything there was so bright, it was a cubicle similar to a police interrogation room, but with some variations. It was a cube that had on the six walls an engraving in the form of hexagons that emulated a honeycomb, the material from which it was built radiated its own light, the acoustics were incredible, there was no echo index despite there being, apparently, no entrance of air.

  In the center of the room, a small table emerged from the floor as soon as the access doors slid and as soon as they approached it, the number of chairs corresponding to the number of people appeared. In this case only three chairs appeared.

  It was surreal. It was confusing, this went beyond an intelligent room, it was as if the room or the ship as a whole had consciousness as a living organism.

  —Scott my name is Jack. You and I participate in the program 20 and return in the Earth space program.

  —I already told you. I have not been to any space program in the United States.

  —I know. I said in the Earth space program, not in the United States space program. There is more than one secret program that some of the countries on earth have, however you and I serve in a global space program.

  All the technology that exists today on earth is incredibly old technology. Since the 1940s we have reverse-engineered spacecraft and technology of extraterrestrial origin that we have found in sacred places on earth, below continental plates and in Antarctica primarily.

  This allowed us to have great advances in technology, which is why the Second World War ended and we continued with the missile race. The United States did not have a serious space program, all of the scientists from the Paper Clip operation were brought to NASA for the space program, but only a few were brought into the real global space program.

  In fact, a lot of the technology they have on earth today belongs to NASA patents, and these patents have been sold and capitalized to finance these secret programs, in addition to many other ways to take money from taxpayers with false flag operations and black operations under the pretext of guaranteeing the protection of citizens.

  All they do is invent terrorism and create a war to justify millions of dollars from Congress. It disgusts me!

  Anyway. Some countries came together to create a universal space program. They have had many names, but they are known as the Federation and in turn they are members of the Alliance, which is a larger and more diverse group. Some of the amazing things they have developed are time travel, space travel, quantum teleportation, anti-gravitational batteries, toroidal energy reactors, anti-matter propulsion, cloning, etc. I know, it's crazy. — Explained Jack

  —Just a moment. —Scott interrupted —Basically you just summarized for me all the seasons of the conspiracy and ufology series that I’ve watched. I do not understand. How come all this went so fast, how do they make a ship as big as this without us seeing it?

  —Actually, quite easy. First you need to understand that time only exists as an abstraction on earth to understand the cycle of day and night, the seasons, the years, the processions and the eons, however, it is not something linear, it is something that has always existed, all the time.

  It is difficult to explain, but you can move back and forth as many times as you want, only affecting your timeline. In program 20 and back, we are recruited for our special abilities like you and me, we were chosen for our analytical ability in college, or many other reasons that I will explain later.

  In this program, a clone is created with their DNA and their consciousness is transferred as a copy of a hard disk to that clone so that they can continue with their life in a normal way. While the civilian is brought to any of our bases and is given a brief summary like the one I am giving you at this time in order to assign you a mission.

  —Any of our bases? —Sarah asked while listening to Jack speaking as if it all of that were something completely normal and insignificant —Are there any other than this?

  —This is not a base, it is a ship. We have bases on the Moon, on Mars and other places of interest, we also have a platform orbiting the asteroid belt because from there we mine materials and it is easier for us to work with unique metals near where we mine. Do you want to take a break? It is a lot to process…

  —No. Please continue. — Scott said without hesitation.

  —Well, as I was telling you. When you are recruited as a cadet, you are assigned missions, which are not really missions as such, but rather tests that help us understand your level of perception of reality, your ability to adapt to new situations, your ability to be empathetic and compassionate; the happiness you have to feel, no matter if you show it or not, it is easy to know what recruits feel.

  During the first year, they climb and are allowed to have reports on other life forms with which we coexist, we give them access to information from other planets, we teach them new technologies and weapons.

  Those who excel, we take them to another level, we stop sharing reports and allow them to interact with other races, we physically take them to other planets and obviously we give them a grade.

  —Why are you telling us all this? Are you recruiting us? —Scott asked.

  —That’s funny, remind me to repeat this to you tomorrow. —Jack thought that comment was a lot of fun. — You are my subordinate, I am Major and you are Sergeant, you report directly to me. Everything you know, you have learned from me. Sarah is my assistant. I think she has feelings for me, but I've never been sure. I'm always busy having romances at work.

  —Your subordinate? Seriously? —He couldn't believe what he was hearing. Scott would never enlist in the military, much less on a mission in space. — I don't think so.

  —That’s right, you are my Master Sergeant. Sarah my assistant, but don't worry, you'll remember.

  Scott had impeccable logic and despite receiving large volumes of information, he always grouped it and sought to give it a sequential order so that he could understand things faster than the others, thanks to that he was the chief risk analyst at the firm he worked for.<
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  —Let me see if I understood correctly. When you take us from Earth to one of the bases of the global secret space program, you take a DNA sample to transfer it into a clone along with memories and consciousness, so that the life of that clone is normal without noticing any changes, while the Civilian is brought to serve on the program for twenty years.

  —That’s right. — Jack said.

  —So I have two questions. The first is: what happens with the civilian and the clone after twenty years of service have passed? And the second is: If this is the second time we come, that makes us clones. What happened to the original civilians?

  —On your first question, the clone stays to live on Earth and the civilian may have many options, die on a mission, stay more than twenty years as is my case and things like that. About your second question. That is classified.

  As I was saying. You were enrolled in the program as a dumb couple in college, you were given a project report, and you both agreed.

  You were told that we were working on a project to eliminate famine and disease from the world and since you are such good people, —Jack said making a sarcastic gesture and looking upwards —you eagerly accepted and signed without reading the small print.

  Gradually you developed skills, and you were put into separate groups Scott proved to be extremely analytical and transferred to intelligence and Sarah proved to be highly organized, planner, and a born leader, so they transferred her to advanced tactics and strategies.

  In six months you both had achieved more than others, but you were always together in your free time, you use to infect everyone with your love and those ridiculous things. You were so special, in fact, you were the only couple that had managed to flourish within the program, not the first, but the only one that adapted quickly. Other couples were only returned as soon as we saw that they did not work and did not adapt, this program is easier for singles.

  So, it was natural that you went up in grades, you quickly went up from cadets to first-class cadets and so you constantly climbed, and of course, with the degrees comes the accesses, your authorization level went up and you had more interesting information.