DEVIL's TEMPLE - Baker, Nikolaus
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This is the time of the prophecy. A dark fantasy that continues the search for the link to God inside the Amazon. DEVIL'S TEMPLE, is not a religious story. It is a dark tale of fate and legend, of feared words spoken in whispers of power and mystery. A Shaman's grim forewarnings tell a tale of a Temple that appears every five hundred years deep inside the jungle, and this is such a year! On the other side of the world, a civilian expedition becomes lost inside one of the most unforgiving places on earth, Amazonia. Does the truth lie within this remorseless rainforest? Suddenly, horror strikes…mehr

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This is the time of the prophecy. A dark fantasy that continues the search for the link to God inside the Amazon. DEVIL'S TEMPLE, is not a religious story. It is a dark tale of fate and legend, of feared words spoken in whispers of power and mystery. A Shaman's grim forewarnings tell a tale of a Temple that appears every five hundred years deep inside the jungle, and this is such a year! On the other side of the world, a civilian expedition becomes lost inside one of the most unforgiving places on earth, Amazonia. Does the truth lie within this remorseless rainforest? Suddenly, horror strikes when a scientist is killed in an act of human sacrifice. The death toll continues to rise, and nothing makes sense anymore as friendships stretch to breaking point and religious tensions begin to tighten. Who or what is killing them? Inside the Temple, a tapestry of death traps lay waiting. If these don't get them then horrific life-forms from another world surely will. Would anyone be found alive to rescue? An enormous creature bursts out from a turbulent storm above the rainforest, a thing born unto the wing high in the air featherless, huge and black and completely bare, it uttered an unearthly high-pitched scream that would make a man quake. DEATH was the beasts' name. In-flight, the creature opened to full wingspan wider than an aircraft, as it navigated over this new landmass with ease and where DEATH flew, death followed… Excerpt1: "What is going on up there Alé? Who is screaming!" Cesaré asked with growing worry. Macabre events were unfolding and their eyes were glued to the distance. They could see small silhouettes crouching and everyone seemed to be holding their ears. Aléssandro and Cesaré began to see a small blue spherical energy ball appearing, and hovering in mid-air. The men guessed that everyone up there was in great danger, the orb splashed the darkness away from around it. The thing displayed raw power, swamping a deep luminous blanket of blue-violet colour over the Temple stone. Reeling backward involuntarily, both men staggered when a sharp light flashed powerfully through everyone's bodies on the steps! In that split-second flash, Aléssandro and Cesaré could see the people's transparent bodies and skeletons, silhouetted briefly in a weird blue light. Both men gasped loudly, when a massive expansion of pure energy happened, so sudden and so quick. They witnessed Beppi become engulfed. The power catapulted the helpless man into the air and held him up high like a blazing star, screaming. "Oh God! Look!" Cesaré called out in grim abhorrence, nobody spared the grim details of the victim's flesh bubbling; Beppi's body wriggled and popped like a sausage on a barbeque. Paralysed, everyone watched helplessly, and nobody could save him. "It's Beppi! It's got Beppi! It's roasting him alive!" Yelling like a maniac, Aléssandro's own sanity screamed out in disbelief.
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Nikolaus Baker is my nom de plume, which is derived from my father's name, Nikolaus Hlibyczuk. Our surname is Ukrainian which is interpreted as bread maker or baker. My father arrived in the UK in 1947 after World War II, coming from Germany. Dad was only a very young man and had a few desperate choices to make to survive the war. There was no food in Germany, and due to starvation, he was forced to become a German soldier to live. A lucky man, dad eventually ended up a prisoner of war then driving army trucks for the American Gi's & providing security on trains. Dad was known as Michael. He worked in many different places in the UK & finished his career as head cook at Ballochmyle Hospital. My father married Cissi Thom, my mum. I owe everything to my dad and my mum. In total respect of him and his memory, as a writer I want our name to live on in my writing. So, Baker was a natural choice for my pen name. Mauchline is situated on the west coast of Scotland, Ayrshire, near Glasgow. A place steeped in history from the Covenanters & Freemasons to the poet Robert Burns who also lived in the village. I graduated with a BA degree in 1993 from Open University. My first job was as a laboratory assistant at Auchinleck Academy in the 1970s gaining promotion as a lab technician, moving on to work at Stewarton High School & Irvine Royal Academy where I met a good friend Stuart whose hobby was with microcomputers.I loved my BBC Model B Microcomputer! I then became a computer technician at the College of Building and Printing, Glasgow in the 1980s where I met my wife Aileen. We have two sons & a daughter. My father-in-law was Provost George Calder Murray of Paisley Burgh in Scotland. George had the privilege of meeting, organising and escorting HRM Queen Elizabeth and Prince Philip for the Paisley 500 celebrations on 9th Aug 1988. I was a Karate enthusiast in the 70s and 80s, practicing in the Kisan in Ayr and Kilmarnock gaining 3rd Kyu with John Kerr in his own dojo (next to a dentist's!) My respect goes to my Sensi's Tommy Fullerton, John Docherty, Mr. Mitchell; then 3rd DAN John Kerr. I was diagnosed with cancer aged 43. It was a total shock & life-changing. I tried to run away from it and found that this was something I couldn't do. With nowhere to hide, I faced my battle. I am eternally indebted to all those who saved my life. I thank my doctors at the local health center in Bourtreehill, Irvine, for their help; the surgeon in Ayr Hospital; the radiotherapy depart consultants; staff stationed at the Beatson. I have worked in I.T. both in the private & public sectors. I retired in 2018 after working in the largest college in Glasgow as I.T. Systems Administrator & Computer Network Engineer. My writing passion is challenging; but also very therapeutic. I did this sitting in early mornings freezing in winter writing God's Chain at the bus station before going to work or at lunchtimes at the Glasgow Cenotaph over many summers. I wanted to write a dark fantasy with a difference called God's Chain. It is not a religious story. God's Chain is a classic tale of light against darkness, good against evil with a message. By putting our religious and racial differences away, we can through universal brotherhood, courage, determination, hope, friendship, and love we can uplift ourselves spiritually against all adversity. Ultimately my aim is to entertain and tell an exciting story. I was lucky to retire early from college in 2018. I continue to write GOD'S CHAIN and have time to take up work as an EXTRA for TV & Movies. I am also about to take lessons in acting. My dream is to get a movie deal for God's Chain and play some role in it. As I said, It's only a dream.