Labels:text | screenshot | font | yellow | number OCR: 1 Chapter One Circles In the still of night the high-pitched noise sounded like the angry warning of an electronic rattlesnake. The parallel was thought to be intentional. A simple device employed to frighten simple souls, but what had terrified English peasants in ages past did not have anything like the same effect upon the psychology of modern man. To the four who watched, the volatile hissing was a signal that their vigil had not been another wasted effort. Dedication and patience were finally reaping a reward. They were in the right place at the right time, and the bizarre phenomenon known as Crop Circles was about to manifest. "It's coming" Captain Michael Eisner whispered into the microphone pick-up attached to the lapel of his lightweight camouflage jacket. Moving with deliberate s ...
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