A Novel Based on Fact
Dark Water - Game Over - by Andrew Shecktor
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Dark Water, Game Over is the story of a writer who takes on a challenge far bigger than he can handle. He travels deep into a rabbit hole of international crime, espionage and intrigue involving some of the world’s most powerful corporations, organizations and people. This novel is based on the true story of a Bulgarian whistleblower, and while the story is fictional, the facts and figures presented are true. Is there indeed a conspiracy to depopulate the planet to the benefit of the wealthy? That is for you, the reader to decide.
Dark Water, Game Over is the story of a writer who takes on a challenge far bigger than he can handle. He travels deep into a rabbit hole of international crime, espionage and intrigue involving some of the world’s most powerful corporations, organizations and people. This novel is based on the true story of a Bulgarian whistleblower, and while the story is fictional, the facts and figures presented are true. Is there indeed a conspiracy to depopulate the planet to the benefit of the wealthy? That is for you, the reader to decide.
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The basement room was dark and dank. Water dripped off the ceiling into small muddy puddles on the cracked concrete floor. The only illumination was from a single flickering lamp hung from a beam by a frayed brown cord.
In a far corner sat a man of Bulgarian descent. He was crouched over and shivering from the cold, despite having just run several blocks. He was attempting to evade his pursuers, who were looking to finish him off. It was cold outside and chilly in the basement but he was covered with perspiration. Fresh blood mixed with sweat flowed down his forehead and over his ruddy face. Blood oozed from his chest and escaped through a frayed hole in his heavy wool coat. In his left hand he held a small recording device stained with his own blood. His trembling finger pressed the red “record” button.
“By the time you hear this I will be long dead. Heed my warning and save yourselves. The Russians and the New World Order are killing the Americans. Their goal is to kill all the older people and keep the young ones sick and incapacitated and under their control. The opioid crisis and marijuana legalization are the cover up for the big scheme – poisoning the waters of the nation with radioactive polonium. It is already being done. No one believes me, but I have the proof. It is in a secure box in the basement at Walchestrasse 11 , Zurich 8006, Switzerland
He paused, a sickly gurgle emanating from the depths of his throat. He then gave these final words.
“May God save my soul; may God save you. Trust no one. Save yourselves…”
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