Projections

By Khalil Dosso

Born with the gift of astral projection, a man detaches his spirit from his body in the dead of night.
One such night leads him to a female spirit who is desperate to help her husband trapped in a coma. However she also knows who is responsible for his father’s murder.
Following the clues, Tucker Bennett unravels the mystery and unearths evidence that leads to the perpetrator, but that’s not the only problem there is to fix.
The mourning man is struggling to relinquish the street game and turn his life around. Will Tucker Bennett right the wrongs and discover who killed his father ?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Khalil Dosso
• Release date: Feb 18, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005639280

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Contents

Preface

Acknowledgement

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Book Description

About the Author

Preface

What if the mind, body, and soul can separate while we fall asleep? In this book, Tucker Bennett travels into the Astros-plane and befriends a ghost that offers him something irresistible. After accepting the deal, Tucker deals with supernatural beings, and when he wakes up, he is entrenched in a battle to exit the street game and become an honest citizen.

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Acknowledgement

Thanks to my mother, Vanessa Dosso, for reading and for providing her critique on this book. Thanks to Ebony, my ex-girlfriend who stood by me and helped me when I was

down. Thanks to my friends Micheal, Kelvin, and Q for motivating me and keeping me aligned with my goal. Finally, thank you to Shaquan Pope, who created the book cover of my previous book and this one.

Chapter 1

If you ever heard the old saying that sleep is the cousin of death. Then know from my experience that it is true. I am not dead; I am alive as I traveled in what is called the Fourth

Dimension. I am not alone. I am with other people, and we are all located somewhere between the dream world and hell. We are surrounded by deadlight or what is considered to be spiritual energy in the expression of floating lights. My crew of 4 men and 4 women traveled within a ship that geometrically resembles a pyramid. The ship was badly damaged from being attacked by evil spirits trying to penetrate the force field that surrounds the ship. The force field prevents the spirits from possessing our bodies. Right now, we are like a fresh piece of meat into a water tank filled with hungry paranas. My crew and ship was the prey. I stared into the computer screen and realize that the structural field density was strong, but the ship's field strength was low. That meant that unless the ship gets more energy, the force-field encompassing the ship will fail.

I pause for a minute to analyze my lieutenant appearances. She wore a tight green and black uniform. Her eye was light brown and Hazel. She is fair skin and has a mini-afro. She also has big breast. Bottom line, she is a dime. I watched as her eyes were glued to the computer monitor. Her name is Star and unlike me, she is not human. She is indigenous to this universe. She is someone out phase to my universe, she is a ghost. She befriended me while I was Astra-projecting at night about eight months ago. Within the Dreamworld', she communicated to me that she can help discover my father's research location. My father was a Spy for the American Government. He was the type of father that was never home. So I knew he had a double life. When I read his journal from his lap-top the day after his death. I knew my father was murdered for something he knew. My father had proof that the American Federal Government tried to extract the protein within the genetic code of black people that make our dark skin dominant and alter it to make it recessive. The plan was that they radiated food with a type of radiation called neutrino. This type of radiation is nearly undetected but highly effective in re-sequencing human DNA. So the devious plan was tohave a black person eat the poisonous radiated food that would be altered the DNA over a period of time. The result is; when a black person reproduces, the dominant genes that give black people their melanin is deactivated. The radiated food only affects black people. It was a method of ethnically killing a race of people by sabotaging black people genetic genome. The organization behind this my father knew. This organization wanted the white race population to be maintained. Star my beautiful companion offered me something un-resistible eight months ago that was compelling, and I accepted it, all of it. I took the help offered by Star so I canavengethe Government for killing my father and exposing the Government for targeting black people with food that will alter our DNA.

Star wanted me to use my powers of separating my mind, body, and soul to travel with her to the depths of the dream world and enter hell to rescue her husband trapped by evil spirits. I accepted the offer from Star because ' I wouldn't have known that I was astral projecting without her. I can enter the fourth dimension. In the fourth dimension, the battle between good and evil begins. Suddenly my thoughts shifted to the situation on hand. I’m going to seal the leak can you monitor the engine status, while I go down there I’m going manually reset the engine. It might work, and the force field will reactivate I said to Star. If that doesn’t work, we have to prepare to fight, those spirits are going to strike us hard and make us turn insane thenfinally possess everybody. Star said with a cold face. I got this don’t worry. I said. I wasattracted to Star and I wanted to impress her. The rest of the crew is other astral projectorssuch as myself but the one that is the closest to my abilities is Marcus. Marcus was the second

Lieutenant. You better do something quickly Captain I am detecting multiple breaches in the force field, which means we might already have an uninvited guest. I jumped out of the Captainseat and waited by the elevator that would lead me to the engine room. Just before I enteredthe elevator Star grabbed me then kissed me and said good luck. The elevator door closed and

I thought I knew I was dreaming even though the penalty of failing to save the ship is real, I wonder if the romance with Star would feel real. I didn’t care about her dead husband. I cared about getting revenge for my father’s death. For the last eight months, Star and I have been finding the rest of the crew that can astral project each one having their separate bargain agreement with Star. We all kept it business and linked up in the dream-world at the same time every night always at 11:00p.m. At that time my mind creates a quantum flux and when my brains enter REM sleep I slip out of reality. So to speak within sleep mode, my mind, body, and soul separate. These abilities manifested when I turned 33. It was passed down from generation to generation. My grandfather use to sleepwalk when he younger. I suspected he was also an astral projector. My name is Tucker Bennett, and this is my adventure.

Chapter 2

So as the elevator door closed, I thought about where I was and who I was with. Mymind is the key to the transportation of this pyramid space-ship. My mind provides the energy that propels us through this universe. The other crew members provide energy for other key vital components of the ship necessary for our survival.

Within this universe, it’s like a reflection of the conscious mind. Some images are events of people reliving their former