A story like no other, this novel has it all - The Shroud of Turin, the Hadron Particle Collider, Spiritual Intervention, World Involvements, and Global Terrorism. What if in one possible future, the burial cloth of Jesus Christ is proven to be authentic? That the technology of the given time can identify the creation of something so extraordinary that it goes way beyond scientific understanding. And what if someone was to tell you that it could happen in this lifetime? Well, there is such a possibility, and based on scientific facts with biblical understanding is such a story describing that event. In the near future, an Earthquake erupts out in the West Bank desert, creating an eerie blue glow that forms over a valley they call the Corridor. Looked upon as a scientific phenomenon, science and religion have a need to investigate, and during their research, experience anomalies that go way beyond human understanding. Soon these paranormals are recognized as spiritual occurrences and become quarantined by the allied forces. During this time, the Particle Collider in Europe has inadvertently discovered another dimensional plane that the Almighty had orchestrated. However, what they recognize as the fourth dimension, others believe to be the spiritual world of God. And it's there that they make the most significant find of them all when testing for the Shroud's authenticity. As with these discoveries, warrants the second coming on the horizon, creating a global impact that alters the course of humanity. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A dedication to my mother who just recently passed away. This book is dedicated to my mom, who died this week. I love her so dearly that it took the life right out of me. I became her full-time caretaker, with hospice coming around only three days out of the week. As I write this dedication, tears are falling from my eyes. When my dad died back in 2009, I got to know my mom on a level I’d never experienced before, as all her focus was on me now. She never fully recovered from her husband’s death but always had me to lean on. I would now like to share the final moments I had with her as she lay there on the hospice bed in her bedroom. A moment I shared with my friends on Facebook. “I will always love you, Mom, and I will see you in the afterlife…” My mother passed away today, 8/14/2023, at 3:35 pm. I walked into her room to give her more morphine to stable her breathing and saw that she was no longer breathing heavily. I thought to myself, wow, it's really making her breath better, and to give her the next dosage. When I walked up to her bed, I noticed she wasn't breathing at all. I quickly grabbed her and put my hand on her chest to feel no heartbeat. I raised my voice at her and asked, “ARE YOU OKAY?" I repeated the same question, but no answer. Just partially open eyes, looking at me as if to say goodbye. The life just went right out of my soul. For those who knew her, just know she passed away peacefully today. As for me, there's nothing peaceful about it. Scott Simpson