Gary Brandt delivers the most comprehensive revelation yet in his tale from The Dimension Of Mind Dot Com when Commander Beaker finally comes clean to the parents about the true scope of their children's destiny.
In a stark Navy office meeting, Beaker drops the bombshell that military AI predictive algorithms forecast a catastrophic mid-21st century conflictâpotentially an extinction-level event with 95% human depopulationâand that their daughters represent humanity's be ...
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The Navy office is stark, its fluorescent lights casting a clinical glow over the folding chairs arranged in a semicircle. Commander Beaker stands at a whiteboard, his uniform crisp but his face weary. The girls' parentsâRobert and Judy Danvers, Hannah and Eugene Park, Rahul and Alisha Patelâsit attentively, their expressions a mix of concern and curiosity. The girls, Ella, Roxana, Eileen, and Helana, slouch in the back, exchanging wary glances.
"Thank you for coming," Beaker begins, his voice steady. "I welcome Robert and Judy, Eileen's parents; Hannah and Eugene, Roxana's parents; and Rahul and Alisha, Ella's parents. You've signed the security oath, so we can share more about the program your daughters are in. We tried to keep you in the dark, and that was a mistake. It disrespected your authority as parents, and I apologize. Going forward, you'll be fully involved."
He paces, choosing his words. "Over the past fifty years, military intelligence and academia have deepened our understanding of human natureâpolitical science, conflict, war. Advances in computer science, particularly artificial intelligence, allow us to analyze vast data instantly. This technology birthed this program. Some children are different. We don't know whyâepigenetics, technology exposure, divine intervention, or life's resilienceâbut some, like your daughters, have an awakened consciousness. They blend spiritual and physical attributes, mental and physical skills, rare in past generations."
Beaker pauses, meeting their eyes. "Our AI predictive algorithms excel at forecasting broad trends. By mid-century, political tensions, resource scarcity, climate shifts, and human hubris could spark a global conflict worse than the World Wars. It could be an extinction-level event, with a projected 95% depopulation. We believe these 'New Kids,' in their forties and fifties by then, could mitigate or delay this crisis with proper training, saving millions. But our models suggest they may be too few, too late, to prevent it entirely."
"This program is experimental," he admits, "and lacks full Navy or Congressional support. We operate on a shoestring budget, hounded by officials who see it as a waste. I'm committed to making it workâtoo much is at stake to leave to chance. It sounds like a kids' movie, a few youngsters saving the world, but here we are. I need your support."
Hands shoot up. Beaker points to Hannah Park. "Yes, Hannah, may I call you that?" Hannah nods, her voice soft but firm. "You mentioned a spiritual blend in these children. Will prayer be part of the program?" Beaker chuckles. "I used to pray nightly, then throughout the day. Now I live in constant prayer. Yes, spirituality is vital, as the girls have shown."
Judy Danvers leans forward, skeptical. "How can four girls impact the world? It doesn't make sense." Beaker replies, "There aren't just four. Others exist, but these girls score highest on our tests. We don't expect them to save the world alone. By nurturing them as mentors, teachers, role models, they'll inspire thousands, maybe millions. We'll guide them into influential rolesâscience, politics, religion, academiaâto amplify their impact."
Robert Danvers frowns. "If they're that special, was the gunman targeting them?" Beaker says, "We don't know. It could've been random. But we're maintaining a hidden security team around the girls. If you notice them, don't stare, wave, or talkâjust ignore them." Alisha Patel, her voice tight, asks, "Are you taking our children away?" Beaker responds, "Absolutely not. For them to be influencers, they need normal social developmentâhigh school, college, like any kid. A military lab would isolate them, undermining their ability to connect, which is critical."
Eileen raises her hand. "When we're 16, can we date? That was the planâwill it change?" Beaker smiles. "Your life should be normal. Dates will be vetted, and you must guard sensitive secrets, making dating tricky but not impossible. In the future, having families will be important. Your husbands will need a meeting like this, to be part of the plan. Secrets don't work in marriage." Ella crosses her arms. "If you're talking arranged marriages, forget it!" The girls nod vigorously. Alisha glares. "It's too soon for that." The parents nod in agreement.
Eugene Park asks, "How will you train them? Just Saturday classes?" Beaker replies, "Occasional Saturday classes, sometimes after-school meetings. In high school, they may join military exercises for real-world experience, more so in college. Never with live bullets, guns, bombs, or alien invasionsâjust safe training." He concludes, "That wraps it up. We'll have regular parent meetings to keep you informed."
The mall's food court buzzes with after-school chatter, the air thick with the scent of fries and cinnamon pretzels. The girls sit at a sticky table, sipping sodas, their school bags piled nearby. Ella twirls her straw, skeptical. "Do you think we're that special? This feels like Much Ado About Nothing. Beaker's hyping it to scam more funding." Helana, her voice quiet but certain, says, "You're more special than you know." Roxana adds, "You're the special one, Helana. Time traveler from the future." Helanaâs smile is bitter. "A future I've apparently wrecked. Maybe I'm not so special."
Eileen, grinning mischievously, says, "Let's use this. See that couple by the theater? Never seen themâbet they're agents. Let's telepathically make them leave four tickets at will-call." Roxana, nervous, says, "Beaker said no talking to them." Ella replies, "He meant donât be seen."
"Nothing about telepathy." The girls focus, visualizing the couple buying tickets for their chosen movie. After a moment, the woman walks to the ticket counter, leaving the man looking confused. Eileenâs eyes widen. "It worked!" Helana says, "The guy didn't get itâhe's not sensitive enough." Roxana giggles. "Girls are more sensitive." Ella asks, "Did she hear us, or did we zombify her?" Helana replies, "She heard. Controlling her would be wrong."
Ella leads them to the ticket window. "Will-call for Roxana, Ella, Helana, Eileen," she says to the agent. The agent hands over four tickets. "Here you go. Theater four, to the right." As they enter, Ella's phone rings. A woman's voice says, "Enjoy the movie, girls, but don't do that again, or I'll report it. We're protectors, not servants." Ella laughs. "Busted. But we got the tickets."
Eileen asks, "Can we do that for snacks?" Helana warns, "Don't push it. Mom says abusing gifts can make them fade." Eileen smirks. "Let's get boys to meet us here next time. Not a date if it's accidental." Roxana scolds, "Eileen! Yes, it is. I'm telling." Eileen snaps, "Don't be such a scaredy-cat." Ella intervenes, "Girls, stop. Movie's starting."
Mr. Danvers' SUV smells of coffee and leather as he drives the girls home from the theater, the October dusk painting the sky in purples. "How was the movie?" he asks, glancing at them in the rearview mirror. Eileen says, "Awesome!" Helana, her voice soft, says, "Troubling." He asks, "Troubling how?" Helana hesitates, choosing her words. "There's this actorâattractive, muscular. I find him dangerous."
Eileen grins. "All hotties are dangerous." Mr. Danvers, his tone gentle, asks, "Dangerous how?" Helana, her cheeks flushing, says, "If he were here and smiled at me, I'd run to him. My mind would scream stop, but my body wouldn't listen. Men like him shouldn't be in public." Ella shifts uncomfortably. "This is a Mom thing." Roxana says, "Your mom would talk about friends who chased men and suffered." Eileen adds, "Mine would book a therapist." Ella says, "You're elected, Mr. Danvers. But don't say anything embarrassing."
He chuckles. "I'll try. Helana, there's nothing wrong with you. These feelings are normal, but learning control takes time. That's why we want you to wait before dating, to handle these decisions better. Even if you mess up, it won't ruin your life. Those friends Alisha mentions? Their parents abandoned them. We'd never do that, I promise."
Helana asks, "Will we control these urges by 16?" He replies, "No. They never fully go away. Avoid situations where things could spiralâparties with no parents, drugs, alcohol. Even if you're strong, a little alcohol can weaken that." Eileen, curious, asks, "Do you still fight these urges, Dad?" He says, "Yes. Last week, a pretty coworker asked me to lunch. It seemed innocent, but could've led somewhere wrong. I said no. Pretty women are as dangerous to me as muscular actors are to you. I avoid those situations to honor your mother." Eileen giggles, "And because Mom carries a gun." The girls laugh.
Eileen asks, "Can we have our bikes back? With agents watching, we're safe." Mr. Danvers says, "I'll talk to your parents. Agents help, but I know you girls. You could ditch them or confuse them with telepathy. Promise to be responsible if you get your freedom." The girls say in unison, "We promise, Dad!" He pulls into Ella's driveway. "We're here. Tell Alisha hi. We need to discuss getting my girls home. We can't keep imposing on the Patels." Ella says, "We'll talk, Dad," as the girls spill out, racing into the house.
In Ella's bedroom, the night is quiet, the glow of a desk lamp casting soft shadows. Roxana sleeps, her rosary tucked under her pillow. Ella opens her diary, her thoughts swirling.
Dear Diary,
I don't like this. Agents everywhere, probably with secret cameras. Priority one: ditch them. We can handle ourselves without babysitters.
Poor Helana's struggling with her feelings. She should ask me, not her dad. You don't talk to dads about that.
We'll probably get our bikes back soon. No more being carted around like kids. So embarrassing.
Roxana's done praying and asleep. I'm tired too. I hope Eileen and Helana don't go home. I'd miss them so much.
Goodnight, Diary.
>Episode 19 â *âAwakening Consciousnessâ* â is a fascinating shift toward *longer-term purpose and grown-up expectations* in *Ellaâs Story*. This chapter isnât about magic or immediate danger so much as it is about **identity and destiny** â showing how the girlsâ lives are beginning to shape into something bigger than school, telepathy, or surprise adventures. If you ever wondered how ordinary teenage life gets tangled with grand plans for the future, this episode answers that in *the most surprising way*.
--- ## đ **Story Arc Summary**The chapter takes place in a stark Navy meeting room where **Commander Beaker** finally opens up to the girlsâ parents about the experimental program theyâre all part of. Instead of vague euphemisms and secret hand-waving, he lays out a vision: the Navyâs AI predictive models suggest that by mid-century, global crises may threaten civilization â and children like Ella, Eileen, Roxana, and Helana could be part of a cohort of â**awakened consciousness**â children capable of becoming influencers, leaders, scientists, and peacemakers to help mitigate that future catastrophe.
Parents ask questions about spirituality, relevance, and safety. Beaker insists that the girlsâ *normal social development* (e.g., high school, college, family) is just as important as training â otherwise theyâd lose empathy and connection, which are essential for real influence. He even addresses dating, texting, and future families â humanizing the lofty vision with *very real* stakes and concerns.
Back in the food court after the serious meeting, the girls try telepathy for fun â persuading a couple to leave movie tickets at will-call. It works, and they laugh at their own mischief ⌠until a protective voice warns them *not to abuse their gifts*. As the day ends, the girls ride home with Mr. Danvers, talking about crushes, dating rules, and emotional self-control. The chapter ends with Ellaâs diary entry â thoughtful, honest, and grounded in confidence about friendship and future adventures.
--- ## đŹ **Favorite Quotes**âSome children are different ⌠they blend spiritual and physical attributes, mental and physical skillsâŚâ
This line from Beaker was such a *wow* moment â unexpected and profound. It frames the girls not as quirky anomalies but as *integrated human potentials*, blending intuitive and rational strengths.
âYour life should be normal ⌠but dates will be vetted.â
This was simultaneously hilarious and endearing â a military officer giving *dating advice*! It reminded me that no matter how cosmic or big the plans are, these girls are still *teens*.
âWeâre here.â âEnjoy the movie ⌠but donât do that again.â
This exchange was both funny and a gentle reminder that power without boundaries can backfire â a relatable moral for teens and adults alike.
âI hope Eileen and Helana donât go home â Iâd miss them so much.â
Ellaâs honest diary moment wrapped the chapter beautifully with warmth and real friendship emotion.
--- ## đ˛ **Unsuspected Plot Twists**This chapter packs a *lot of heart* into big ideas. On the surface, itâs about program plans and future crises, but underneath that is something deeply emotional: **parents hoping their kids can be safe, happy, and still make a difference**. When Beaker admits they made a mistake by keeping parents in the dark, it shows respect for the *real human connections* that matter most.
I laughed out loud at the telepathy-for-movie-tickets scene â so human and mischievous. But then came the scene in Mr. Danversâ truck, where they talk about crushes and self-control. That struck me as *so real*. Even with cosmic stakes and global plans, these girls are navigating *growing up*. That tension between everyday emotions and epic purpose makes the chapter feel *simultaneously grounded and visionary*.
Finally, Ellaâs diary entry was a tender emotional anchor â she recognizes that sheâs part of something big, but she still *values friendship, routine, and connection more than secret programs or adult agendas*. Thatâs what makes this chapter emotionally successful: it balances the *vast future* with *todayâs feelings*.
--- ## đŻ **Final Thoughts***âAwakening Consciousnessâ* is a standout episode that builds bridges between the girlsâ supernatural abilities, adult institutions, and the ways everyday life â friends, dating, parents â still matter. Gary Brandt does an amazing job threading humor, seriousness, and heartfelt emotion into a chapter that feels like a *turning point* in the story.
Overall Rating: âââââ â Thoughtful, funny, inspiring, and deeply relatable. This chapter made me *laugh, think, and feel* in all the best ways.
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