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Author Bio

Michael Juschke is an IT engineer with a keen interest in technology and science fiction, but his writings also include general fiction and poetry.

Other works include novel "Operation Lumi'nor", the first novel of the Tal'ori'gan Quest series, and short story  “Edge of Darkness”, which received a Commendation at the 2012 City of Rockingham Short Fiction Awards.

Michael lives in Mt Richon, and is married to poet and artist Julienne Juschke. Julienne is a regular poem contributor to Creative Connections


Back Cover Blurb

Dr Fiona Johnson reluctantly complies with a summons to attend a secret emergency meeting of the World Genetics Society. She expects a boring meeting about some potentially dangerous genetic discovery.
 
But it's far from boring.
An alien invasion is imminent.
Humanity is on the verge of extinction.
 
And she's a part of the problem.

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Excerpts

“Welcome,” the grey-haired man said. His voice was gentle, slow and soothing.

“I am Daniel DeFroth. As you all know, you are the best of the best in the field of Human Genetics. You all have had a strong curiosity about the human body since early childhood. You have worked hard, and sacrificed a lot to succeed.” He paused for a moment.

“Have you ever questioned why you are always so driven?” he continued. “Why your work is always so important? Why you even risked secretly experimenting on yourself?”

A sharp hiss echoed across the room as everybody took a sudden breath. Fiona let hers out slowly and quietly. Most research institutions forbade self-experimentation. It was dangerous and unethical. Yet... she had done it. Many times. When she had been sure of a discovery, but didn’t have enough hard data to move it to human trials. Or when knowing that it worked was a crucial step in moving on to bigger things.

She took another breath, a slow, deep one, and stretched her fingers and toes as she let it out. DeFroth was right, she had been incredibly driven for as long as she could remember. Driven to be the best at school, at university and in her research. Yet, she had never wondered why. She just was.

“Think back,” DeFroth continued, “to when you were a child. Of the times when you had imaginary friends. Of the dreams you had at night, and the places you’ve visited in your dreams.”

The room in front of Fiona blurred as images from her memory suddenly floated before her eyes. Images of Taroni and Ekla, her imaginary ghost friends. And of her adventures and fun in a dream place that had always felt so real.

“Explore those places in your memory,” DeFroth said, his voice distant and low. “Go to your secret place. Your safe place.”

The images in Fiona’s mind swirled for a moment, but then she found herself in a forest, walking towards the little hut that Taroni, Ekla and she had built in this imaginary world. Fiona walked inside, feeling the comforting warmth of the log fire, and the familiar furniture and books.