Agenda 21: Into the Shadows

Agenda 21: Into the Shadows

by Glenn Beck

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ISBN-13: 9781476746845
Publisher: Threshold Editions
Publication date: 09/29/2015
Pages: 416
Sales rank: 472,726
Product dimensions: 4.12(w) x 7.50(h) x 0.80(d)

About the Author

Glenn Beck, the nationally syndicated radio host and founder of TheBlaze television network, has written thirteen #1 bestselling books and is one of the few authors in history to have had #1 national bestsellers in the fiction, nonfiction, self-help, and children’s picture book genres. His recent fiction works include the thrillers Agenda 21, The Overton Window, and its sequel, The Eye of Moloch; his many nonfiction titles include Conform, Miracles and Massacres, Control, and Being George Washington. For more information about Glenn Beck, his books, and TheBlaze television network, visit and

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Agenda 21: Into the Shadows

  • We didn’t look back. We moved quickly toward the sound of running water somewhere ahead of us. Behind us we heard shouts and gunshots; flames licked the black night sky. The damp, slippery ground was uneven under our feet.

    Elsa began to cry, a piercing sound that cut through the silence of the forest. My heart raced. Would the Enforcers or the Gatekeepers hear her?

    David stopped and handed Elsa to me. She curled into my arm and I let her suck on my finger. David took the boy’s hand—it looked so small and fragile. The boy, clutching his bundle of clothing tightly, worked hard to keep up with David.

    The unfamiliar sounds of the woods were ominous: rustlings in the grass, branches creaking, and our own rapid breathing—raspy and harsh. I heard the strange hooting of a bird. What kind of bird makes that noise? No time for questions. We had to travel as far and as fast as we could.

    Back in the Compound someone rang the bell that signaled a half hour till dawn. Fools! The place was on fire and still they rang bells. Soon the Citizens would stand together and say the pledge: I pledge allegiance to the Earth and to the animals of the Earth . . . making the circle sign on their foreheads, their thumb and forefinger touching.

    Dawn was our enemy. It would steal our blanket of darkness. But I soon realized that sunrise doesn’t come to the woods like it does in the Compounds. It creeps in, wrapped in soft gray. The leafy branches overhead kept us shaded from the early light. We took advantage and kept scurrying downhill, slipping on the damp leaves, tripping over roots and rocks.

    David and the boy were a few steps ahead of me. David looked back at me, then pointed ahead. I saw the silvery reflection of a wide stream through the trees. We walked faster. David began to run, pulling the boy by the arm as he went.

    David tripped and fell, his full weight smashing against a rock, our bundle of supplies rolling ahead of him. Clutching Elsa, I ran to him. Blood seeped through the sleeve of his uniform. He groaned, sat up slowly, and cradled his right arm with his left. The boy ran ahead and retrieved our bundle. I knelt beside David and brushed some dirt from his face.

    “I’m okay,” he whispered. But I could tell from his voice and the look on his face that he was in pain. He struggled to stand up, and then gingerly tested his right arm.

    “It’s not broken,” he said. “Let’s keep moving.”

    He started walking and we followed, each of us more careful with our steps, until we finally reached the bank above the water. I had never seen water like that before. I had only seen it in our ration bottles—confined, measured, limited. This water danced and twirled over the stones, rippling, turning, moving with purpose. Mother had told me about lakes and rivers; I had even seen her map that revealed vast blue oceans. But this was the first time I had seen so much water with my own eyes. Overwhelmed, I stood and stared, realizing all at once that I wasn’t prepared for what the real world looked like. I wasn’t prepared for how big it was.

    David slid down the bank and stepped into the stream, moving from stone to stone along the edge, then into deeper water, pushing forward to the other side. The boy rushed to catch up with him. With every step, David looked back at me, beckoning me forward. He dipped his injured arm into the water, letting it flow over his sleeve, washing away some of the blood. Halfway across, the water was up to his knees. The boy held onto David’s uniform with one hand and, with the other, held our bundle high over his head. He was wet to his waist.

    Could I follow? What if I fell and dropped Elsa? The boy looked back at me and motioned with his head, urging me to come. David stopped and called my name. “Emmeline.” His voice was pleading; he risked being heard. They had faith in me; they needed me. I slid down the hill, sitting, and the wetness of the earth seeped through my clothes. At the bottom, I stepped into the stream and gasped at how cold it was. But I didn’t stop. Step by step, clutching Elsa tightly, I walked forward. The current pushed against my feet, my legs. I was so focused on not falling or dropping Elsa that my temples throbbed and I could feel my pulse in my ears like a drumbeat.

    David and the boy waited for me on the other side and together we scrambled up the steep bank, grabbing at whatever strong plants or branches we could use to pull ourselves up with using our free hands.

    Finally, we were all together at the edge of the forest. We looked below at the stream that separated us from the Compound, then turned and walked into the dimness, surrounded by the tallest trees I had ever seen. Most were straight with thick brown trunks and leafy branches reaching up. But one had green needles instead of leaves and the branches sloped down so low that they brushed the ground. David pushed the branches aside and motioned for us to crawl into the space underneath them. It smelled sweet and clean in that small, cramped space. I took a deep breath, filling my lungs with the fragrance. A few ferns grew in the dark soil, graceful in the dimpled light. I had seen ferns growing along the bicycle path in the Compound but I’d never seen a tree like this.

    “We’ll rest here,” David whispered. “When it’s dark, we’ll move on.” He nodded his head toward the boy. “Who is he? Why did you bring him along?”

    I glanced at the boy, worried about how he’d react to David, but his face was flat, expressionless. “I’ll explain later,” I said. “Let me see your arm.”

    He rolled up his wet sleeve. The skin was ripped from his elbow to his wrist in a long, shallow gash with uneven edges. Dark red blood, thick and sticky, oozed from it. “It looks deeper than it is,” I told him. “We just need to keep pressure on it. You’ll be okay.”

    He quickly rolled his sleeve back down, twisting it so it was tight against his arm. “It’s time to sleep.”

    The ground under the tree was covered with fallen needles but it was surprisingly soft. The sun had fully risen; warmth was wrapping around us, soft and moist.

    In spite of his wet clothes, the boy curled up, using a roll of diapers as a pillow, and was asleep almost instantly. David sat propped against the tree trunk. I leaned against him, my head on his chest. I could hear his heartbeat, strong and steady. Elsa, pink and warm, was safe in my arms.

    “The boy,” I whispered, “was awake one night at the Village. He was near tears. Said his belly hurt. Seems that he wanted to use the washing-up area but couldn’t. Said it was against the rules.”

    “The rules? For the washing-up area?”

    “Yes. The children could only go when the Caretakers said they could. No other time.”

    “That’s ridiculous.” David whispered.

    “Right. So I gave him permission to break a rule. I let him go. After that, he told me he always wanted me to be with him. He said I was important because I could break the rules. I told him he was important because I broke the rule for him. He trusted me. I couldn’t break his trust. I had to bring him.”

    “I understand.” But David didn’t look like he understood. He sounded worried because we were now responsible for two children. Little did David know that I wished I could have saved more of them from their cold world. All of them.

    We didn’t talk anymore. We needed to sleep.

    I put my free hand into our bundle and tried to guess how many diapers and bottles we had. I knew there weren’t enough of either to last for very many days.

    We spent our first day of freedom huddled under that tree, listening for the sound of footsteps in the forest and waiting for darkness so we could move on. But move on to where? Was any place safe?

    I thought back to the old photograph that Mother had kept hidden in her mat. I treasured that picture of her holding me, both of us smiling into the camera. Behind us in that photo was a sturdy home, a loving place. A safe place. Every fiber in me longed to return to that home, to a new beginning free from punishment and rules and Gatekeepers and Enforcers.

    I had the first pangs of hunger, but worse, I felt the sharp chill of fear. What if we couldn’t find a safe place to call home? Would we die out here alone in this forest?

    I laid my head close against David’s chest to better hear and feel his strong, steady heartbeat.

    Finally, I fell asleep.

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    Agenda 21: Into the Shadows 4 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 28 reviews.
    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    Such a good book to read, its one that really has that 'attraction' factor to it, page turner.
    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    Love this book. Read it in one afternoon. It made you want to know what was going to happen next. Hope there is a third in the series!
    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    good read
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    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    The real problem is,it is slowly happening right here in our beautiful USA. When you have an elected official who is suppose to be for the people and refuses to abide by our great constitution and doe it their way it is scary. When a group, for example. environmental lobbyist controls because of money that is not a positive outlook for anyone. This could happen any time. We are losing our rights and freedoms each and every day.
    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    This was a quick read for me.. Kept wanting to see what happened next. Trying to play all the senerios out in my head.
    clcturkey More than 1 year ago
    This story is the continuing adventure into the future of the first Agenda 21. It is fast-moving and thrilling from the first page. Moving into the unknown with very little plan, our characters meet circumstances that stretch their ingenuity and imagination. They have to face danger and evil while keeping on moving toward greater freedom for themselves and the two children. An unexpected meeting with the baby's father almost turns into a disaster for the relationship that is developing. Romance, love, kindness and stubborness all play a role in this unfolding story. A book so many will enjoy. Leaves you wanting to write the sequel yourself.
    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    I finishes this book in less than a day. Didn't want to put it down. Glenn raises a lot of concerns that I see with governments around the world.
    gardengnomeDD More than 1 year ago
    This was a superbly excellent book. We are all hoping for #3 real soon
    Sandy5 More than 1 year ago
    I remember devouring the first book in this series and I really wanted to follow up and see what had happened. It is now twenty years in the future and some individuals do not know what a free country is. They are used to be held under control, being told what to do but for a few individuals they want their freedom back and fleeing the compound and living out in the forest is what they desire. John has been tasting freedom for a while as he has secretly cut a hole in the fence and has been sneaking outside the compound for brief periods of time without anyone’s knowledge. This hole is how David and his family escaped with another young child Micah, who David’s wife has befriended. They were not prepared for the world outside the fence but they are determined to survive for the world is not as bleak as the powers inside the fence portrayed it to be. John and Joan escape soon afterwards to seek after the individuals who have just escaped for they are relatives and they fear for their safety. A group of Earth Protection Agency individuals are sent out to apprehend the escapees and Steven the commander, is determined to return them one way or another. There are others hidden among the trees, others who have escaped when they gathered everyone and put up the walls for they have been living out in the forest for the past twenty years. There are also individuals working in the fields outside the fence, growing the crops for the food cubes for the individuals living in the compound. David and his family cannot survive without assistance but where will that assistance come from? I enjoyed all the angles that the story arrives from as I read further, these angles propel the story forward and keep the momentum going. There was something about this story that I noticed. I really enjoyed reading it, it brought closure to many issues but I thought the storyline was simple. There wasn’t a lot of complicated information to unfold, nor were there subplots to figure out or thousands of intrigued pieces to put together. I really loved this and it was nice to go on a manhunt and also run from authorities. I feel that to really enjoy this novel, you should read the first book in this series as it sets everything up and I really enjoyed it.
    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    To truly understand this book I would suggest reading the original "Agenda 21" by Glen Beck first. These books are very good reads and can open peoples eyes to the the true agend of the so called UN envirornmentalists. For these people it's not about saving the planet but rather controling the people on the planet. As an American citizen I value my freedom to make my own choices and thank God that most of our citizens feel the same. Read these books and take them seriously;for this could be our future if we do not pay attention. Thank you Glen Beck for opening my eyes. You are a true American patriot!
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    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    This book had me hooked from page one. It is worth taking the time to read this. After reading this, I definitely feel thankful for my freedom and more aware of my desire to never lose it.
    mkfg More than 1 year ago
    As soon as I finished Agenda 21, I immediately started reading book #2. When I understood that Agenda 21 is real, it made me riveted to the book. Beck brings the truth of government control and the desire of big money to reduce our population to little mini duplicates very, very scary. Read it. Believe it.
    MommaP11 More than 1 year ago
    I hated this book to end. I didn't want to put it down. I liked the first book of this series, but this one is better. Can hardly wait for the next one.
    cgolden More than 1 year ago
    Love it. Just doesn't' seem to last long enough. You are left wanting more and more.
    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    GRACIE9492 More than 1 year ago
    I cannot even tell you how these two books from Beck have affected me. It's too real/too scarey. LOVED them both.
    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    Another chapter into the scary saga of Agenda 21. Book does a nice job of telling the story of how it very well may transpire.
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    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    Difficult for me to accept the story premise (and I read many good fantasy and science fiction) that all the people of America gave up their money, assets, and private homeownership to live in caves, tents, and substandard subsidized housing. The rich and powerful abandoned the commercial real estate assets without compensation, according to the story premise. Likewise, all transportation is discontinued in favor of walking, bikes, and manual busboxes carried by six men. All electric conveniences are eliminated, including radio, TV, and telephone. Electric walking boards are used by everyone when massive solar power and windmills would be more effective. When characters make a plan, they decide to walk from Pennsylvania to Kansas, which is the goal of the story. The characters are cardboard versions of each other. For me, this was a disappointment from Mr. Beck, whom I admire and respect.
    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    Not a good read. Save your money.