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were working hard to get around them. They weren't sure who made the laws, or created the universe, but they knew that some Supreme Intelligence did. They accepted their place as beings inside the Creation.
    But not all beings did, like the Dark One. This self-centered being was angered greatly that they were not the ultimate power in the universe. In their drive to become the supreme God themselves, they had forgotten about the real Creator. They wanted to be the Supreme Intelligence, even if it was an impossible task. But that didn't stop them from trying.
    Some said the Dark One was insane, but the Watchers didn't share that view. They knew that being was a powerful one like themselves, just one who had lost his way. The Dark One tried to destroy all who stood in his way. He and his servants had killed many and had more on their list. The Watchers shielded those they could from the wrath of these beings. It was an on-going, ages old struggle.
    The Watcher in the control room was part of the group-mind all of the Watchers shared. It was said by other races that the Watchers had lost their individual souls eons ago and now lived as one being, controlled by an artificial mind in another universe. The Watchers denied this claim to any who challenged them, knowing they were free beings who led themselves, even if they could share one single mind at will. The false claim had been put in motion by their enemies, the evil beings, who did all they could to perpetuate it.
    But the evil beings were the ones being controlled by their master, the Dark One, who was skilled at hiding his influence over his minions. He had crippled the minds of his servants so that they could not find the source of their control, no matter how hard they tried. The lesser evil beings thought they were the smartest beings, and the most powerful. Little did they suspect how wrong they were. In turn, the Dark One believed himself equal to the Creator, the dark counterpart to the Creator's light, and strived to make himself just as powerful; how wrong he was, also.
    The Watchers went on with their work, through their days that stretched years on Earth, sending their creations, their intelligent ships, into the farthest edges of any galaxy they could find, so they could observe any life forms from a distance. The Watchers always hoped to find life forms in pristine states, so they could preserve them before the dark forces had a chance to influence them. The Watchers would exert their protective control over the fragile life forms before they could defend themselves. This was the mission of the Watchers, their passion, and their soul's journey.
    Every time they succeed in protecting a life form it made the patterns on the screen most pleasing. This was happening now, as life forms had been taken from Earth. It was a joy to behold for the Watcher who now stood in the control room looking at the dancing colours on the screen, representing the sections of the universe that had been protected so far. Many of the other Watchers joined in to enjoy this pleasure, via their telepathic link.
    But there were dark patches on the screen too, which spread like an infection across many galaxies. There was much work yet to do to stop the evil, so the Watchers didn't enjoy their small victory for too long.
     
     
     

CHAPTER 4
     
    The Earth man woke up, startled to find himself out of the room and on the edge of the open field.
    He looked around, senses alert to anything other than stillness. It was light now. He looked up and saw the lights in the ceiling, in what he thought was the sky, back on. Yet, it was not like the sky he had known for his many years of life—years that he had survived, due to his always being aware and careful of his surroundings.
    Slowly, he moved and got to his feet. He looked around some more, this time behind. The doorway was still empty, and he could see the room beyond, also empty. He didn't like the look of that, nor the thought that he might