Hades Meets: The Devil's Triangle {Checkers}

"Devil's Triangle" adventurers are 'contacted' by a dimensions-messenger perhaps moving them to some Earthling/American justified margin of fiction.

Bermuda Triangle fiction. Thanks for reading! 

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AMLAN: We've sure done tons of trekking around the Blue Planet for journals!

MARCUS: Good pals from the American Homeland find 'IQ' pre-investigation?

EZZY: The Devil's Triangle is 'rich' with tales of vanished machines from Earth.

DANICA: Maybe we're the first boat-riders for inquiry who'll see a god there!

AMLAN: I like that 'hypothesis' for heroes (Facebook-like).

Sure, Amlan and Marcus and Ezzy and Danica had become special Earth-trek journal friends from the Western world (American Homeland) and found good 'IQ' for a post-tourist adventure 'examination' of the fabled/eerie Bermuda Triangle, sometimes called the "Devil's Triangle" by scholars/mystics/readers. The Triangle, a region in the Western Hemisphere, off the coast of sunny-Miami (Orange-State, USA), was the site of varied disappearances of ships and planes and once an entire flight-crew of multiple US-pilots (wow). Thus, the quartet had found great post-travel journal 'imagery' to make their boat-ride into the Triangle an Earthling jar-thought for all things of transit 'jitters' from Hell (Selfie-like!).

Amlan had read the most about the "Devil's Triangle" (on library-microfiche), while living with his mother (Nina) in a Homeland-Jersey suburbia prototype small area (Echelon) and knew his inspiration-cleats to be the skipper (or captain!) of the Triangle-boat examination with his 3 best-friends (Ezzy/Marcus/Danica) would yield something more than just what was (already!) known from rumors/folklore/claims/storytellers about this cryptic area of Blue Planet waters of simplified jitters of darkness (force malady!).

HADES (Lord of Underworld): Greetings, boat ride humans of Blue Planet.

QUARTET (Amlan/Marcus/Ezzy/Danica): Are you actually Hades, a god?

HADES: That's what I say...and you're in the Devil's Triangle now, sea-pals!

QUARTET: What do you want with us...on this cloud-rich day in the water?

HADES: You're first-time trekkers into the Devil's Triangle, yes?

QUARTET: We know of its great/infinite eeriness, god of the underworld, ok.

HADES: I've greeted other pilots/captains moving into my Triangle, pals.

QUARTET: What do you do with them...and their ships/planes, Hades (wow)?

HADES: I take them to the underworld, where they become non-Earthlings!

QUARTET: This is an invitation or dare or game or 'examination' for mystery.

HADES: You say it wise, sea-pals...refuse the offer and keep eternal secret.

QUARTET: So...we're to adapt our 'discovery' into some veiled/secret story.

HADES: If you refuse to become one of my 'citizens' of IQ, that's the mandate.

QUARTET: We're tad-uneasy about accepting this cross into another dominion!

HADES: Go then and return to Earthling-ways and adapt a story for veils, ok?

QUARTET: Farewell, Hades...we keep this (dark?) promise...for genesis.

HADES: Facebook-like!

The 'quartet' (Amlan and Marcus and Ezzy and Danica) returned to their home dominion of incomplete-distances readings of all the leviathan/uncertainty of Earthling-crossings for transit and superstitions and gossip and stories, the American Homeland, and kept their (dark?) promise and adapted their boat-ride 'examination' into a folklore-kitchen short-tale about the "Devil's Triangle" and how transit on Earth invoked a modern network 'consciousness' for all things of the life's variance for fortune...and private-life (wow). They would always wonder, of course, if they'd been greeted by a dimensions-messenger of what'd become a Triangle-imagery of (simplified) 'acidic' consumption. What do you think (Facebook-like)?

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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