About the Book
Title: Koolura and the Mayans
Author: Michael Thal
Genre: YA Science-Fiction
Koolura, a girl with extraordinary psychic powers, is back again with pal Leila. The duo is off to Mexico for Koolura’s father’s wedding. When touring a Mayan archeological dig, the girls uncover a mysterious device that hurtles them 2000 years back in time. They soon discover aliens from the planet Aquari living amongst Mayan natives. Are these Aquarians planning to take over Earth? And can Koolura and Leila stop them in time?
Michael Thal is the author of five published novels—Goodbye Tchaikovsky, The Abduction of Joshua Bloom, and The Koolura Series—The Legend of Koolura, Koolura and The Mystery at Camp Saddleback, and Koolura and the Mayans. He is also a columnist for the Los Angeles Examiner writing articles about parenting and education.
Moving from the frigid Northeast to comfy Southern California in 1973, Michael taught elementary and middle school for 28 years until a freak virus left him deafened at the age of 50. He reinvented himself as a writer composing over 80 published articles in print magazines as well as novels for middle grade and high school aged students.
You can learn more about Michael Thal on his website and blog at www.michaelthal.com. His books can be purchased on Amazon.com and Barnes & Noble in print and as e-books.
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The Mayan Crypt
“Oh, my God!” Leila exclaimed. “This is a Mayan crypt.”
“How do you know?” Koolura asked.
Leila pointed to a wall etching. “That’s a drawing of a Mayan nobleman or king. Crypts like these were reserved for them.”
Leila stood in the room’s center and reached out. She touched the cool rugged walls with the palms of her hands. The length of the room was twice as long, and the ceiling was about twelve feet over their heads. At the apex of the ceiling shone a bright light.
Koolura pointed toward it. “What’s causing that?”
“I don’t know.”
“There’s only one way to find out.” Koolura took Leila’s hand and the girls levitated slowly to the cavern ceiling.
As Koolura got closer to the light, her face turned white as ash.
“What’s wrong?” Leila asked.
“Oh no! This can’t be!”
As Koolura edged away, Leila grabbed the plastic device hooked onto the ceiling, and they descended to the crypt floor.
Noticing the device in Leila’s hand, Koolura backed up against the stonewall, her face still white. “Be careful with that,” she gasped.
Leila studied the device. It looked like a gun used by the early North American Pilgrims, but this one emitted a steady beam of light from its barrel. Then she looked at her friend. “You know what this is?”
Koolura nodded. “It’s a Decoolerizer.”
“I thought you said you destroyed this last year in Las Vegas.”
“This must be another one!”
Koolura paced up and down the narrow room thinking as Leila examined the gun and noticed alien writing on its underside. “Look at this.”
Koolura shook her head. “I’m not going near that thing.”
“Did Neb’s Decoolerizer have writing on it?” Leila asked.
Neb, a wayward transient, had stalked Koolura and her father for years with the Decoolerizer, the device capable of absorbing all of Koolura’s psychic powers. Neb planned on stealing her psychic gifts and making them his own.
“I never got that close enough to check. When Neb came at me with that thing, I thought ‘hot sun,’ and the device melted.”
Leila studied the Mayan hieroglyphics. “I think it says, ‘Help!’”
“A rescue message scrawled on a weapon is kind of weird,” Koolura signed.
Leila nodded. “Like writing a rescue message in a bottle and tossing it into the sea?”
“Yeah. The odds of being rescued at sea are huge, but the Mayan civilization died out thousands of years ago, right?” Koolura signed.
“No, more like a thousand years ago.”
Koolura thought for a second and then sighed. “All right, let me take a look at that.”
Leila handed the Decoolerizer to Koolura. As soon as the device touched her hand, Koolura began to shimmer and flicker like a light bulb.
Leila grabbed Koolura’s arm. “You’re not leaving me here,” she screamed, and then they both blinked out.
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