Read Endgame: The Calling Online
Authors: James Frey,Nils Johnson-Shelton
Endgame: The Calling
This book is a puzzle.
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Within its pages lie clues that lead to a key hidden somewhere on Earth.
Decipher, decode, and interpret.
Search and seek.
The first to find the key and deliver it to its proper home
will be rewarded with gold.
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Stacks and stacks of gold.
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Sarah Alopay, Jago Tlaloc, Chiyoko Takeda, An Liu
An Liu, Chiyoko Takeda, Sarah Alopay, Jago Tlaloc
Christopher Vanderkamp, Kala Mozami
Kala Mozami, Christopher Vanderkamp
Christopher Vanderkamp, Kala Mozami
Chiyoko Takeda, Kala Mozami, Christopher Vanderkamp
Kala Mozami, Christopher Vanderkamp
Kala Mozami, Christopher Vanderkamp
Kala Mozami, Christopher Vanderkamp, Baitsakhan, Maccabee Adlai, Chiyoko Takeda
Kala Mozami, Christopher Vanderkamp, Baitsakhan, Maccabee Adlai, Chiyoko Takeda
Chiyoko Takeda, Kala Mozami, Maccabee Adlai, Baitsakhan, Christopher Vanderkamp
Sarah Alopay, Jago Tlaloc, Chiyoko Takeda
Sarah Alopay, Jago Tlaloc, Chiyoko Takeda, Christopher Vanderkamp
Sarah Alopay, Jago Tlaloc, Chiyoko Takeda, Christopher Vanderkamp
Sarah Alopay, Jago Tlaloc, Chiyoko Takeda, Christopher Vanderkamp
Sarah Alopay, Jago Tlaloc, Christopher Vanderkamp
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Sarah Alopay, Jago Tlaloc, Christopher Vanderkamp
Sarah Alopay, Jago Tlaloc, Christopher Vanderkamp
Sarah Alopay, Jago Tlaloc, Christopher Vanderkamp
Christopher Vanderkamp, An Liu
Sarah Alopay, Jago Tlaloc, Chiyoko Takeda, An Liu, Christopher Vanderkamp
Much of this book is fiction, but much of the information in it is not. Endgame is real. And Endgame is coming.
Everything, all the time, every word, name, number, place, distance, color, time, every letter on every page, everything, always. So says, and so has been said, and so will be said again. Everything.
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Endgame has begun. Our future is unwritten. Our future is your future. What will be will be.
We each believe some version of how we got here. God made us. Aliens beamed us. Lightning split us, or portals delivered us. In the end, the
how
doesn’t matter. We have this planet, this world, this Earth. We came here, we have been here, and we are here now. You, me, us, the whole of humanity. Whatever you believe happened in the beginning is not important. The end, however. The end is.
This is Endgame.
We are 12 in number. Young in body, but of ancient people. Our lines were chosen thousands of years ago. We have been preparing every day since. Once the game begins, we must deliberate and decipher, move and murder. Some of us are less ready than others, and the lessers will be the first to die. Endgame is simple this way. What is not simple is that when one of us dies, it will mean the deaths of countless others. The Event, and what comes after, will see to that. You are the unwitting billions. You are the innocent bystanders. You are the lucky losers and the unlucky winners. You are the audience at a play that will determine your fate.
We are the Players. Your Players. We have to Play. We must be older than 13 and younger than 20. It is the rule, and it has always been this way. We are not supernatural. None of us can fly, or turn lead to gold, or heal ourselves. When death comes, it comes. We are mortal. Human. We are the inheritors of the Earth. The Great Puzzle of Salvation is ours to solve, and one of us must do it, or we will all be lost. Together we are everything: strong, kind, ruthless, loyal, smart, stupid, ugly, lustful, mean, fickle, beautiful, calculating, lazy, exuberant, weak.
We are good and evil.
Like you.
Like all.
But we are not together. We are not friends. We do not call one another, and we do not text one another. We do not chat on the internet or meet for coffee. We are separated and scattered, spread around the world. We have been raised and trained since birth to be wary and wise, cunning and deceptive, ruthless and merciless. We will stop at nothing to find the keys to the Great Puzzle. We cannot fail. Failure is death. Failure is the End of All, the End of Everything.