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Chapter 28

 

10:15 AM EST   New York - Bear News Interview Studio

A few minutes after John Roddenburg left, an older woman, who appeared to be in her 50s or later, came in. She had a very nice demeanor. She introduced herself as Sherry Stewart and said she was an assistant to John. She asked us to follow her and took us to another studio, which was almost a duplicate of the one we had been in at The Network earlier this morning.

Like The Network’s studio, it had a long leather couch, what appeared to be the interviewer’s chair, and thick carpeting on the floor of a pale crème color. Some differences though were a coffee table in front of the couch and a nice braided rug underneath it. Unlike The Network’s setup, it looked somewhat homey. There was even an end table on which sat a vase and flowers at the other end of the couch. I supposed it was to make the guest feel more comfortable while being interviewed.

Sherry told me that I would be sitting on the couch at the end next to John’s chair. She then took me over to the monitor and turned on the computer that was attached to it. While the PC booted, she started explaining how it worked and that all I had to do was play like my fingers were a mouse.

Once the PC was fully booted up, she placed a DVD in one of the drives saying it had been sent over by our advertising agency. As it loaded, she showed me some markings on the floor made from pieces of tape and said that I needed to stay behind these marks or I would block the monitor when I wanted the viewer to see what I had on the screen.

She showed me how I could use my finger to hit the start button on the screen, which I did. Once the image came up, she showed me how to drag and drop other things like icons and so on. She also showed me how to use two fingers to make a square around an area in order to enlarge the section. Once we were done, she then asked if I wanted to have any text scrolling at the bottom of the screen. I replied, “No, but thanks for asking.”

“Well, I hope it all works out for you,” she said. She called over to one of the techs and they came over, and affixed a microphone to my lapel and asked me to say something. She asked me to walk from the monitor to the couch and back while I spoke.

“Test, test, test,” I said as I walked back and forth. They made some adjustments. I was then directed back to the couch where I sat down. 

Sherry said, “John will be here soon,” then left the area.

I saw Mark over by the cameras standing. I gave him the okay sign. He smiled at me and I smiled back. Well I guess I was ready. It was now or never.

John Roddenburg walked in and sat in the chair closest to the couch where I was seated. I thought about asking him if I could sit in the chair and he sit on the couch, but felt he probably would not be amused.

He leaned over to me, and said. “Are you ready?”

I in turn said, “Yep.”

At about the same time, Chester Nichols, the weatherman from Bear News walked in and sat on the couch next to me. Exchanging pleasantries, Chester asked if he could see the document before the show started. He said that he did not totally understand what John had been saying to him in his briefing earlier about what I was going to predict.

I said, “Sure,” and removed the pages from my breast pocket and handed them to him.

Like John earlier, his reaction was one of astonishment. He looked over at John and said, “You know John, it would be nice if we could get this over to some people who might be able to make more sense out of this than me.”

“I would,” John said, “but we don’t have time Chester. So I guess you will just have to wing it.”

Chester read it again then he turned to me and said, “You realize that this is not physically possible, at least with our knowledge of physics and the way the world’s weather patterns work.”

“All I can say is that God is in control. Neither he nor I have ever been wrong yet, have we?”

“But that means that the entire weather patterns of recorded history will completely change. That is almost impossible. You need a wobble change of the earth for this to even be remotely understandable from what history we have.”

“You’re right Chester. It is impossible for us, but not for him. I look at it this way; a hundred and fifty years ago, we thought electrical lights were impossible.”

He hesitated, and then replied, “Okay, I see your point.” He paused again, I assumed, in thought. Then he said, “I will do my best to relate the contents of your document to our viewers. I think I have a good idea how I can lay it out and what the results will be from there. But I have no idea how to explain any of it, scientifically.”

While we were still discussing the contents of the note, the lights in the studio came up and a person with a tape measure walked up to me, then walked back again. He did the same thing with Chester and then John. He then came back and said, “John, we are about ready to go live.”

“Thanks, Spencer,” he said. John then turned to me and said, “Watch the numbers on the digital display in back of me. Over there,” he pointed. “When it hits zero, then you will know we are live.”

I said, “Okay, let’s do it.”

As the countdown reached zero, I saw the camera pan to John’s face for a close up and then he started by saying, “People of America and of the world, I am John Roddenburg, News Anchor of Bear News, and we are transmitting live from our studios in New York with the promised interview today with Mr. Jack South.”

I could see the camera pan towards me then zoom into my face. Then John began talking again. “As many of you already know, Jack has astounded the world by winning two major lotteries in the U.S. in the same week, using the exact same numbers. According to some reports, the odds on that do not exist and stand at zero. In addition, this morning on our competitors network, Jack tried to warn us of an impending disaster in California, but the news team there felt he was either lying or making a fool out of them; and did not air that part of the segment. However, Mr. South’s lawyer, Mark Anderson, videotaped the entire interview and had it transmitted to the internet and several other news outlets, worldwide. But unfortunately, as we all know, we were unable to get any warning to the people of Southern California in time; and if you have been watching the news, you know that the carnage and destruction is of biblical proportions.”

“Jack has come here today for two reasons. Firstly, he has something to tell all of us and secondly, he has a warning for everyone. We also have our meteorologist, Chester Nichols, here today, who will help to give some clarification, in terms we can all understand, when Jack tells us what is going to happen next. We will also examine the implications of Jack’s new statements and the predictions he was unable to tell about at The Network. But before that, I would like to introduce you to Mr. Jack South.”

The camera now moved in towards me for a close shot, I assumed. For a brief moment, I wondered if anyone watching remembered me as a kid, and a messed up one at that. Some names and situations ran quickly through my thoughts; but then John Roddenburg’s voice broke as he said, “Jack, you are the most unique person the world has ever met, at least in our time. No one has ever predicted a disaster and been one hundred percent accurate as to time, casualties, property damage, and location. In addition, you also beat the odds and won not just won lottery, but two. Moreover, after taxes, you took home almost a half a billion dollars. Jack, the world, and I want to know. Who are you?”

“Just like you John, flesh and blood, heart that pumps, aches and pains. I am almost 59 now, but otherwise in good health. Like many of my generation, I grew up building go-carts out of old wood and roller skates, putting together model cars and planes, chasing cheerleaders, and I was a musician for a time. I lead a pretty normal life I guess.”

“Where did you grow up, Jack?” he asked.

“In Kansas City and Independence areas of Missouri, where you are also from.”

“Family still alive?”

“Yes, my mother, stepfather, sister, and her family; and of course, my family.”

“Well it seems you are like the rest of us. Nevertheless, you are different Jack. So what is the source of your gift? Where did you learn to predict the future?”

“From God, through his messengers,” I replied.

“Messengers; as in angels?”

“No. Messengers like in Abraham, the messengers Abraham had dinner with, who came to his home, as in the story of Sarah and of Sodom and Gomorrah in the Bible.”

“I see. Do they come see you often, Jack?”

“Yes, they do, quite frequently.”

“When was the last time you saw these messengers?”

“In the limousine that brought me here.” I could see by looking at John and others in the studio that they were finding my answers difficult to believe.”

“What do they look like?”

“Just like you and me, as a matter of fact. They had on suits, ties, and wingtip shoes today. My insurance man and my banker would look the same.”

“So they don’t come at night, in dreams or fly in with wings, but they look just like us. Is that what you’re saying?”

“That is correct. That is what I am saying.”

“You realize, Jack, this is very difficult to believe? 

“I understand, but my answers are correct.”

“When did you first meet these messengers?”

“On a job interview.” I could see John Roddenburg squirming. Now I knew he was still finding all this very hard to believe. If he had given the first interview, he probably would have bolted too.”

“How did you meet them on a job interview?”

“I applied to a job posting on the internet. They called me and asked me to come and meet them to discuss the job.”

“What was the job description?”

“As best as I can remember, it said that they were looking for a salesperson who didn’t mind taking risks. Other requirements were that the applicant had to be well spoken and well groomed. The job description went on to say that it involved international implications, extensive travel, and long hours.

“So you sent them a resume?”

“Yes I did. I sent them a resume, as I have sent hundreds before. When you are almost 59, it is kind of hard to find challenging work, if any work at all.”

“So what happened in the interview?”

“They discussed my general qualifications, basic background stuff that usually occurs in an interview. However, they surprised me and asked me how I felt about God and religion. I was thinking to myself at the time that these people could be sued for asking these types of questions. But hey, I needed a job, so I told them I was Catholic, attended mass, and had an interest in the Bible and other writings that were not a part of the Bible. They then questioned me about some things in the Bible and then asked me about my ancestry. I told them that after my father died, I searched for my past using my computer, mail and whatever means I could find. I eventually traced myself back to Joseph of Arimathea, at least metaphorically, using a link in the Mormon Church’s ancestry files.”

“Were they impressed about your ancestry?”

“No, they actually said I had not gone back far enough, but they would discuss that with me later.”

“What are their names?”

“Gabriel Massinger and Ariel Roberts.”

“Then what happened? Did they tell you to go and do what you are doing now?”

“No. They told me they had some other candidates, and would I return the next day for another interview. I agreed and we set a time and place. Then I went home.”

“Did you find the interview strange after you left?”

“Well, yeah; sort of. To spend most of the time talking about my ancestry seemed quite strange, but I have been on some strange interviews before and so I dismissed it as just that; strange.”

“What happened on the second interview?”

“We met at a coffee shop for lunch and then Gabriel told me that I had been selected by their boss to do a very important job. Then I asked him, who is your boss? He looked me straight in the eye and said, God. I almost choked on my sandwich. Gabriel then told me, “You’ve always had the job; since long before you were born. You just did not know it.” At that point, I was ready to leave, but then Ariel started talking and brought many things up to me that I already knew in my heart. He then told me I was selected and must fulfill my mission. I then asked them to prove to me that they were from God, so Ariel literally disappeared in front of my eyes. I asked Gabriel where Ariel had gone. He said that he was still there, but now I just couldn’t see him.”

“That is an incredible story Jack, and to be honest, very difficult to believe. But then what happened?”

“We left the coffee shop and went to a park and talked. That is when I was told what was going to be done and what my part was to be in all of it. They laid out the buying of the lottery tickets and God’s entire plan up to today.”

“Then?”

“I bought the tickets, won the lotteries, relocated my family, and then agreed to the interview with The Network Morning Headlines; and now I am here.”

“Where is your family, Jack?”

“That’s off limits. I will not disclose that information.”

“Sorry. So, what is the job title they gave you?”

“Witness, one of two.”

John just stared for a second. He was at a total loss for words. Eventually he asked, “Do you mean like the final two witnesses sent by God in the Book of Revelations?”

“Yes, the one, and only two. And to date, I think I have pretty well proven my credentials.”

“You mentioned two. Who is the other one?”

“I don’t know for sure. All I know is, he is a Rabbi, and his powers supersede mine. I can only predict disasters for now. He can and will cause them, along with powers such as were used by Moses in Egypt.”

“Do you know the rest of your mission?”

“No, not totally, but I do know that if you want a description of us, open your Bible to Revelations and it will tell you the rest. However, know that my current job is to make sure that the world understands the word of God and His power; and that we are running out of time.”

“What do you mean, God’s time?”

“At this time, I really cannot discuss this with you. I do not even know what that means yet. I do know that the world is changing and God is going to make sure that the earth sees His power and knows without a doubt that He is still in charge. Man needs to believe and worship Him and his son, Jesus. I am the witness to warn you, not destroy you. As I said, the other witness will be here and have the power over all the earth. He will have the power of God at his hand to cause whatever havoc he may deem as necessary to get God’s message across.”

“When will we know of this other witness, as you call him?”

“Very soon, John, very, very soon.” I let that sink in, and then I said, “John, once again, I cannot go further with this discussion. Can we move on to the next subject and the real reason I am here today?”

He waited a moment. The cameras were on both of us. He had beads of sweat on his brow and I knew he really had doubts about all of this. Finally, he said, “Please tell us Jack, what God has in store for us now.”

“I need to use the monitor over there. Would that be okay?”

“Yes. That will be fine Jack.” I stood up and walked over to the monitor. The screen came alive as I touched it. It lit up with a picture of North America, the Atlantic Ocean, the Gulf of Mexico, the Caribbean, and the coast of Africa. Using my finger, I touched the screen again. The picture changed to reveal seven red hurricane icons. They were the same as those used by the National Hurricane Center. The icons were all in the same place off the coast of Africa. I started speaking, “Over the next four weeks, seven hurricanes will form in the Atlantic Ocean. Each one will be at least a category four and hit cities in the U.S.”

“The first one,” I touched the first icon with my finger and stepped back behind the tape on the floor. The software had drawn a red line directly to the coast of Galveston/Houston, Texas. “That will hit exactly eight days from now.” I touched the next hurricane icon. “This one will strike the Mississippi valley at Biloxi.” Using the same technique, I drew lines to Miami, Jacksonville, Savannah, Washington, D.C., and then lastly, New York City.

“The last one will hit New York City and will be a category five hurricane with over one-hundred and seventy-five miles per hour winds. It will hit exactly in four weeks and one day with the eye passing over New York City at 5:00 a.m. EST. The exact times, strength of all the hurricanes, exact coordinates in latitude and longitude, exact timetables, and all other detailed information have been, given to Bears News meteorologist, Chester Nichols, and you John. When this happens, you will know God’s power.” I then walked over to the couch, sat down and looked directly at the camera and said nothing, just stared.

John then broke the silence, “Jack that will almost totally destroy the entire eastern and southern coasts of the United States, not counting the flooding in Texas, Ohio, and the Mississippi Valley as they dump rain. Seven hurricanes in twenty-nine days, that is unprecedented!

“Yes, you are right, but maybe you can save some of the people and prepare for the eventuality, if you believe what I have just told you.”

“Why only America and not the rest of the world? I mean, Jack,” he hesitated. “I don’t understand why it is only us.”

I interrupted, “Can I put up the other graphic? Maybe this will help answer your concern.”

John said, “Of course.”

I stood and walked over to the monitor again and using my finger, I cleared the screen and brought up another graphic. This one showed a partial picture of the earth displaying Northern Africa, the Atlantic and the Middle East, or South East Asia, as some call it.

Again, using my hand as a pointer, I said, “This is the Sahara Desert in Northern Africa and adjacent to it is what we know as the Middle East or South East Asia. 12,000 years ago, according to scientific evidence, this area was an inland sea capable of supporting marine life as large as whales. Then the rains stopped and the entire area shown here in brown, is all primarily a desert now, often referred to as the Sahara.”

“Starting Tuesday morning or tomorrow at 4:00 a.m. Eastern Standard Time, or 11:00 a.m. Central European Standard Time,” as I said this I touched the graphic and the browns started turning green, “It will rain here for thirty days in the arid areas. I am not the expert, but the exact details I have is that the rain will fall in the area of 35 degrees North to minus 15 degrees North, then 65 degrees East to minus 15 degrees West as depicted by this graphic.”

“That includes the Sahara, all of Northern Africa where the monsoons have not penetrated in thousands of years, and many of the countries in the Middle East. Affected major rivers would be of course, the Nile, Senegal, Congo, Euphrates, and the Indus, which is in Pakistan.” As I touched each river, they expanded on the graphic, depicting flooding in dry areas and cities in the paths of the rivers.

“In addition, the earth’s average temperature,” I touched another graphic, “will rise eight or more degrees above normal at both the north and south poles for that same period of days, starting today at” I paused to look at my watch, “3:00 PM.”

I stopped and then asked of the meteorologist from across the room, “Chester, I am not an expert, but could you tell the audience the result of this thirty day activity on the North American Continent, Africa, South East Asia and other parts of the world? What are they to expect? What will be the final ramifications of this activity, and please explain the hurricanes that I have described?”

Chester stood and walked over to the monitor as I moved back over to the couch. He started by saying, “I had hoped I would have been given more time to come up with a quick synopsis of what this really means.” I then sat down while he started speaking.

“Well folks we already know the ramifications to the U.S. mainland along the gulf and eastern seaboard. The infrastructure of those areas will definitely be in danger, especially New York City. We have actually created scenario projects before of the danger of New York City being hit by a major hurricane. New York would become a deathtrap with the high rises creating canyons, which would shatter glass and create walls of flying debris and glass. Flooding would be very extensive. JFK and LaGuardia would also most likely flood, even in a category two, let alone a five.”

“The saltwater from a sea surge of eight to twenty feet in a category five would probably erode most of the underground electrical systems, especially the subways and other critical systems such as sewers and water supply lines. If this were to happen, the estimated costs to New York, not counting personal property, would be upwards of one to two billion plus dollars. If the city were not totally evacuated, then you would also be looking at a very large death and injury toll. There would be nowhere to hide in the area, including all five Burroughs and of course, Long Island. New Jersey would sustain the same amount of damage, but the docks and shipping sites, would be totally wiped out; making delivery by sea difficult, if not impossible, for years to come. The other cities mentioned could pretty well count on the destruction of their shipping ports. These affected ports handle a very large percentage of the imports and exports for the U.S. So economically, this type of weather all at once, would be devastating, possibly causing shortages of raw materials, hard goods, oil, and other commodities, not only in the U.S., but worldwide.”

“Moving to the Sahara, Northern Africa, the Middle East, and parts of South East Asia,” as he changed the graph, “the rain and melting of some parts of the ice caps will be felt the most. However, the overall effects will be felt across the entire globe. Most likely, flooding of the Nile and Tigris will destroy a lot of the cities along the rivers and cause flash floods in most of these countries, including major cities in Jordan, Israel, Egypt, Iraq, Iran, Libya, the Sudan, Saudi Arabia, and Kuwait, to name a few. The eight degrees or more increase in temperature might also be enough to possibly cause coastal flooding all around the world and melt the ice caps enough to raise the oceans up to one to three feet. I am not sure what all the implications would be. We would have to get with other experts to properly, come up with more concrete answers. For now, that’s all we have that we can tell you.”

John said, “Thank you Chester. And we will, I’m sure, be looking at the document Jack gave us in more detail, then pass the information on to our viewers.” Chester returned to his seat by me and sat down, and John continued, “Jack, this is astounding and the implications are biblical.”

“Yes they are biblical John, and this is only the beginning. You have all been warned. This is only the beginning for the next three and a half years. Our world will change from what we expect into what we never thought would happen. God will make His presence known to everyone on this earth and there is nothing I, nor you or anyone else, can do about it. No country will be spared.”

“Do you know how many people will die in the next four weeks because of this?”

“Close to three million within that time period.” I said this as if I was describing the attendance at a football game.

“That is a lot of people, Jack.”

“John, this is just the tip of the iceberg. Read the books of ‘Revelations’ and ‘Daniel’ in the Bible. Depending on the Bible scholar you talk to as to interpretation of the scriptures, in the time between now and when Jesus returns, anywhere from twenty-five to fifty percent, or more, of the world’s people will die. Also note that there are approximately six and a half billion people on earth.”

There was complete silence. Then finally, John asked me, “Are you causing this, Jack.”

“No, I am not. I am trying to warn the world in order to save lives. Being forewarned is being forearmed. In addition, I have no power to make this happen, at least not now. All I can do is tell you when these disasters will occur.

“Thank you, Jack for warning us. I really wish that I did not believe you, but considering the day’s events so far, I have no reason not to believe. I only hope that if what you say is true, that the governments of the world are preparing for this. Like we discussed before, these events are not epic, they are biblical.”

John paused, before he looked over at me and said, “Jack, as you know, we have sort of hurriedly set up a panel of religious leaders who are here in the studio. They have some questions, and I am sure that after all we’ve discussed today, they will have even more.”

I smiled at him. “Sure John, I would be glad to have the opportunity to talk with them.”

John then turned to the camera and said, “We will be back right after this break and updates of the day’s news, to continue our interview with Jack South and our Panel.”

The cameras cut away. John Roddenburg stood up, negatively shook his head, and said that he would be right back.

The producer, Donald, walked up and said they were going to cut to commercials then do updates on the earthquake in California and some other political comments. They should be ready to go with the panel in about fifteen to twenty minutes. He also said that there were some refreshments over behind the cameras.

I started walking towards the cameras to get to the refreshments and every eye in the studio followed, watching every move I made. I was absolutely sure they were in shock, along with the rest of the world. I was too.