Tim LaHaye & Jerry Jenkins - Left Behind Series 8 - The Mark

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THE MARK:

The Beast Rules the World

Book 8 of the Left Behind Series

TIM LAHAYE & JERRY B. JENKINS

Introdution

FORTY-TWO MONTHS INTO THE TRIBULATION;

THREE DAYS INTO THE GREAT TRIBULATION

The Believers:

Rayford Steele, mid-forties; former 747 captain for Pan-Continental; lost wife and

son in the Rapture; former pilot for Global Community Potentate Nicolae Carpathia;

original member of the Tribulation Force; an international fugitive in exile; suspect

in the assassination of Nicolae Carpathia; residing at new safe house, Strong

Building, Chicago

Cameron (“Buck”) Williams, early thirties; former senior writer for Global Weekly;

former publisher of Global Community Weekly for Carpathia; original member of

the Trib Force; editor of cybermagazine The Truth; fugitive in exile, Strong

Building, Chicago

Chloe Steele Williams, early twenties; former student, Stanford University; lost

mother and brother in the Rapture; daughter of Rayford; wife of Buck; mother of

fourteen-month-old Kenny Bruce; CEO of the International Commodity Co-op, an

underground network of believers; original Trib Force member; fugitive in exile,

Strong Building, Chicago

Tsion Ben-Judah, late forties; former rabbinical scholar and Israeli statesman;

revealed belief in Jesus as the Messiah on international TV—wife and two teenagers

subsequently murdered; escaped to U.S.; spiritual leader and teacher of Trib Force;

cyberaudience of more than a billion daily; fugitive in exile, Strong Building,

Chicago

Dr. Chaim Rosenzweig, late sixties; Israeli botanist and statesman; discoverer of

formula that made Israeli deserts bloom; former Global Weekly Man of the Year;

confessed murderer of Carpathia; Strong Building, Chicago

Mac McCullum, late fifties; pilot for Carpathia; New Babylon, United Carpathian

States

David Hassid, mid-twenties; high-level director for the GC; New Babylon

Annie Christopher, early twenties; Global Community corporal; Phoenix 216 cargo

chief; in love with David Hassid; unaccounted for, New Babylon

Leah Rose, late thirties; former head nurse, Arthur Young Memorial Hospital,

Palatine, Illinois; Strong Building, Chicago

Mr. and Mrs. Lukas (“Laslos”) Miklos, mid-fifties; lignite mining magnates;

Greece, United Carpathian States

Abdullah Smith, early thirties; former Jordanian fighter pilot; first officer, Phoenix

216; New Babylon

Ming Toy, twenty-two; widow; guard at the Belgium Facility for Female

Rehabilitation (Buffer); on assignment at Carpathia funeral, New Babylon

Chang Wong, seventeen; Ming Toy's brother; resides in China in the United Asian

States; in New Babylon for Carpathia funeral with parents, who are unaware of his

faith

Professed Believer:

Al B. (aka “Albie”), late forties; given name unknown; native of Al Basrah, north of

Kuwait; former manager, Al Basrah Airstrip Tower; international black marketer;

told Buck Williams he had become a believer from out of the Muslim faith by

studying the teachings of Tsion Ben-Judah on the Internet; mark of the believer

visible on his forehead; assisting Trib Force in northern Illinois, United North

American States

The Enemies:

Nicolae Jetty Carpathia, thirty-six; former president of Romania; former secretary-

general, United Nations; self-appointed Global Community potentate; assassinated

in Jerusalem; resurrected at GC palace complex, New Babylon

Leon Fortunato, early fifties; Carpathia's right hand; GC Supreme Commander;

New Babylon

The Undecided:

Hattie Durham, early thirties; former Pan-Continental flight attendant; former

personal assistant to Carpathia; last seen, United North American States

Prologue From The Indwelling:

The Announcer said, “Ladies and gentlemen of the Global Community, your

Supreme Potentate, His Excellency Nicolae Carpathia.”

Nicolae took one step closer to the camera, forcing it to refocus. He looked directly

into the lens.

“My dear subjects,” he began. “We have, together, endured quite a week, have we

not? I was deeply touched by the millions who made the effort to come to New

Babylon for what turned out to be, gratefully, not my funeral. The outpouring of

emotion was no less encouraging to me.

“As you know and as I have said, there remain small pockets of resistance to our

cause of peace and harmony. There are even those who have made a career of

saying the most hurtful, blasphemous, and false statements about me, using terms

for me that no person would ever want to be called.

“I believe you will agree that I proved today who I am and who I am not. You will

do well to follow your heads and your hearts and continue to follow me. You know

what you saw, and your eyes do not lie. I am also eager to welcome into the one-

world fold any former devotees of the radical fringe who have become convinced

that I am not the enemy. On the contrary, I may be the very object of the devotion of

their own religion, and I pray they will not close their minds to that possibility.

“In closing let me speak directly to the opposition. I have always, without rancor or

acrimony, allowed divergent views. There are those among you, however, who have

referred overtly to me personally as the Antichrist and this period of history as the

Tribulation. You may take the following as my personal pledge:

“If you insist on continuing with your subversive attacks on my character and on the

world harmony I have worked so hard to engender, the word tribulation will not

begin to describe what is in store for you. If the last three and a half years are your

idea of tribulation, wait until you endure the Great Tribulation.”

ONE

“Woe to the inhabitants of the earth and the sea! For the devil has come down to

you, having great wrath, because he knows that he has a short time.” Revelation

12:12

It was midafternoon in New Babylon, and David Hassid was frantic. Annie was

nowhere in sight and he had heard nothing from her, yet he could barely turn his

eyes from the gigantic screens in the palace courtyard. The image of the

indefatigable Nicolae Carpathia, freshly risen from three days dead, filled the screen

and crackled with energy. David believed if he was within reach of the man he

could be electrocuted by some demonic charge.

With the disappearance of his love fighting for his attention, David found himself

drawn past the jumbo monitors and the guards and the crowds to the edge of the bier

that had just hours before displayed the quite dead body of the king of the world.

Should David be able to see evidence that the man was now indwelt by Satan

himself? The body, the hair, the complexion, the look were the same. But an

intensity, an air of restlessness and alertness, flowed from the eyes. Though he

smiled and talked softly, it was as if Nicolae could barely contain the monster

within. Controlled fury, violence delayed, revenge in abeyance played at the

muscles in his neck and shoulders. David half expected him to burst from his suit

and then from his very skin, exposed to the world as the repulsive serpent he was.

David's attention was diverted briefly by someone next to Carpathia, and when he

glanced back at the still ruggedly handsome face, he was not prepared to have

caught the eye of the enemy of his soul. Nicolae knew him, of course, but the look,

though it contained recognition, did not carry the usual acceptance and

encouragement David was used to. That very welcoming gaze had always unnerved

him, yet he preferred it over this. For this was a transparent gaze that seemed to pass

through David, which nearly moved him to step forward and confess his treachery

and that of every comrade in the Tribulation Force.

David reminded himself that not even Satan himself was omniscient, yet he found it

difficult to accept that these eyes were not those of one who knew his every secret.

He wanted to run but he dared not, and he was grateful when Nicolae turned back to

the task at hand: his role as the object of the world's worship.

David hurried back to his post, but someone had appropriated his golf cart, and he

found himself peeved to where he wanted to pull rank. He flipped open his phone,

had trouble finding his voice, but finally barked at the motor-pool supervisor, “I had

better have a vehicle delivered within 120 seconds or someone is going to find

his—”

“An electric cart, sir?” the man said, his accent making David guess he was an

Aussie. “Of course!”

“They're scarce here, Director, but—”

“They must be, because someone absconded with mine!”

“But I was going to say that I would be happy to lend you mine, under the

circumstances.”

“The circumstances?”

“The resurrection, of course! Tell you the truth, Director Hassid, I'd love to get in

line myself.”

“Just bring—”

“You think I could do that, sir? I mean if I were in uniform? I know they've turned

away civilians not inside the courtyard, and they're none too happy, but as an

employee—”

“I don't know! I need a cart and I need it now!”

“Would you drive me to the venue before you go wherever it is you have to g—”

“Yes! Now hurry!”

“Are you thrilled or what, Director?”

“What?”

The man spoke slowly, condescendingly. “A-bout-the-res-ur-rec-tion!”

“Are you in your vehicle?” David demanded.

“Yes, sir.”

“That's what I'm thrilled about.”

The man was still talking when David hung up on him and called crowd control.

“I'm looking for Annie Christopher,” he said.

“Sector?”

“Five-three.”

“Sector 53 has been cleared, Director. She may have been reassigned or relieved.”

“If she were reassigned, you'd have it, no?”

“Checking.”

The motor-pool chief appeared in his cart, beaming. David boarded, phone still to

his ear. “Gonna see god,” the man said.

“Yeah,” David said. “Just a minute.”

“Can you believe it? He's got to be god. Who else can he be? Saw it with my own

two eyes, well, on TV anyway. Raised from the dead. I saw him dead, I know that.

If I see him in person, there'll be no doubt now, will there? Eh?”

David nodded, sticking a finger in his free ear. “I say no doubt, eh?”

“No doubt!” David shouted. “Now give me a minute!”

“Where we goin', sport?”

David craned his neck to look at the man, incredulous that he was still speaking.

“I say, where we going? Am I dropping you or you dropping me?”

“I'm dropping you! Go where you want and get out!”

“Sorry!”

This wasn't how David normally treated people, even ignorant ones. But he had to

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THEMARK:TheBeastRulestheWorldBook8oftheLeftBehindSeriesTIMLAHAYE&JERRYB.JENKINSIntrodutionFORTY-TWOMONTHSINTOTHETRIBULATION;THREEDAYSINTOTHEGREATTRIBULATIONTheBelievers:RayfordSteele,mid-forties;former747captainforPan-Continental;los wifeandsonintheRapture;formerpilotforGlobalCommunityPotentateNicolaeCarpathia;originalmemberoftheTribulationForce;aninternationalfugitiveinexile;suspectintheassassinationofNicolaeCarpathia;residingatnewsafehouse,S rongBuilding,ChicagoCameron(“Buck”)Williams,earl...

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