Two runaways...
a tiny submersible...
what an adventure...

Fourteen-year old Ashton Miller should have drowned that day, a mile from the deserted windswept beach in Oregon where he'd gone to play. But as he spiraled down in a whirlpool to certain death, he saw a bright white light, and in the blink of an eye, he was safe—either rescued by something remarkable, or a fortuitous wave had ferried him right back to the beach.

As he thought about that light, wondering if he'd actually seen a large luminous hand under the tiny rowboat, he heard a whisper. In bed later that night he heard that same whisper...and again whilst cycling on the coast road, "Ashton, come, come back."

Fearing for his sanity, Ashton returned to that fateful beach but instead of achieving a moment of reflective solitude, he saw something remarkable in the water, a glowing light, with a voice implanted in his mind, "Are you human. Are you aware?"

Telepathy wasn't something Ashton new much about…he'd never suspected that he was capable of it…never gave it a thought, but... "Yes, I'm human. What do you mean "aware?"" he asked.

The voice then said, "Come, Ashton, come in the submersible."

Ashton Miller wasn't a submariner or an oceanographer, or even an adventurer, he was just a shy fourteen-year old…with an uncanny telepathic ability.

But that's why they chose him.



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