mondo23
14-01-2009, 05:44 PM
REVEALING
Chapter One
Realisation.
There sits a man in his late 20's or early 30's, smoke wafts in front of his face. The man is sitting on a scruffy, ripped, rusty coloured sofa, smoke drifting around his top half, he is smoking a joint and he has his head tilted back on the sofa as he stares at the ceiling, red eyed, stoned. Mellow dubstep is playing quietly in the background, the bass turned down.
The man is sat in a room. Its a small room, cluttered with conspiracy and related, type books and dvds, there's posters on the wall that have amusing anti-big brother slogans and other related flyers and various newspaper cuttings.
The man sucks on his spliff then sits up and leans forward over a small coffee table that is very cluttered with a laptop, smoking parafinalia, books on the occult/conspiracies etc, dirty mugs and plates with cutlery on and a pile of newspapers and other general mess. The tabloid newspaper on top of the pile has the date 1st February 2010. The headline reads, CIVIL WAR IN THE U.S. MILLIONS DEAD!
The man picks up the paper and throws it to one side to reveal another with an earlier date of 10th April 2009, that has the headline, PALESTINIANS SLAUGHTERED IN ISRAELY NUKE STRIKE. Again he throws that one to one side and it lands on top of the first one he threw. He does this for the first 6 or 7 papers all with various dates and all with headlines that tell about the descent of human kind, worldwide economic collapse, a police state in every country, curfews for all in the UK, widespread terrorist bombings, the collapse of the House of Windsor due to a massive scandal, worldwide earthquakes and tsunamis, people starving in the UK and food riots on the streets of the UK and elsewhere in the world, many countries including the UK and the U.S. on the brink of war with China, all headlines highlight the fact that the people of planet earth are in a terrible state. Everything has gone to shit. The fan didnt even get a look-in.
The man throws a few more of these papers to one side until he stops at the one he is looking for. He picks it up and looks at the headline that reads, DEMONS RUN AMOK! The date reads 1st May 2010. The man quickly reads through the front page article. Its all about a violent free for all on the streets of the UK. Brother turning against brother in a massacare where nobody is safe. People urged to hoared food if possible and stay in doors as much as possible. Zero tolerance from the police and army and other organisations. People being shot on sight if seen after the curfew. Whole towns and chunks of city rounded up and microchipped. The streets running with blood. People seen with blacked out eyes and snarling, vicious teeth, clenched and foaming at the mouth. Terms such as PURE EVIL, BREAKDOWN OF SOCIETY, MASS INSANITY, WIDESPREAD MURDER, CHILD ABUSE IN PUBLIC, GANG RAPES ON THE STREETS, CANNABALISM and other darkly disturbing stuff. The pictures show images of churches on fire, many religous people on the streets praying, children crying and other such terrible images.
The man reads through the article until he stops at the word APOCALYPSE. The man lifts his eyes from the paper, they are red and are welling up with tears. The man drops the paper on the floor and breaks down and sobs into his hands. In the background, over the music there are the sounds of wild shouting and demonic screaming. The sounds of breaking glass and the sounds of bricks hitting concrete are coming from outside. The man looks up from his hands, his face red and wet from tears. He looks to one side, not looking anywhere in particular but listening. He mouths the word 'Fuck.'
He gets up and moves slowly towards the only window in the room, which is covered with black paper. He peers through a tiny hole in the black paper and looks out to see several dark shadows 3 or 4 moving quickly up the road past the mans house. He gets a glimpse of the limp body of a small girl being carried by one of the shadows. She is naked and she has blood on her. The man looks away, with terror in his eyes and closes them tightly shut and stifles the word 'Oh fuck'.
He peeks through the tiny hole again and the dark shapes have gone but he sees a bright light coming down the road from one side. After a second or 2 he notices the headlights of a large jeep type vehicle, all black, windows caged up like a riot van but its not a police riot van. The jeep has no markings. It stops as it approaches a large pile of rubbish, concrete blocks and such in the road that it cant pass. The door opens and somebody gets out but not out fully. What looks like a soldier is stood up in the open door, looking for the shadow people. He gets back in the riot jeep and closes the door. The van then reverses away and disapears from the mans sight. The man looks away and towards the floor, taking a drag on his joint, he is shaking and looking shocked. His tears have stopped.
He looks at his watch. It is 4:44pm. It will be dark in under half an hour.
45 minutes later and it is dark in the room apart from a couple of candles that are burning. There is a sillouette of the man standing over the work surface of his kitchen. He is getting something to eat. He turns around and walks over to his scruffy couch and sits down and begins to eat cold beans straight from a can with a spoon. He sits back and looks as if if he is relieved to be eating. He is enjoying his meal as it is the only meal of the day. Food is scarce but he has boxes of various tinned food in his kitchen and several large bottles of spring water on the floor in the corner of the kitchen.
There is a quiet knock on his front door. He gets up quickly, still holding the tin of beans and spoon. He stops for a moment and listens. He puts the spoon in the tin and crouches down and silently puts the can of beans on his coffee table. He listens some more and there is another soft tap on his door. He looks very on edge then comes a stifled call or more like a loud whisper......
'Si! Si its me, Dan. Open up for fucks sake.'
Si looks relieved and quickly goes to his front door. He peers through the spy hole to see his friend Dan, stood outside carrying a back pack and looking over his shoulder. Si then quickly and quietly starts to undo several locks on the door. He opens the door a few inches and looks out onto the landing outside his door and then to his friend. Dan then quickly barges into Si's flat and Si even more quickly closes the door and locks it back up again.
His friend speaks first...
'Its getting worse out there. Have you got a cigarette?'
Si says 'No. Just weed.'
His friend replies 'Its not a good idea to be getting high right now. Fuck! Im dying for a fag.'
'Im all out', says Si, 'havent had any for over a week. I havent even been outside for nearly a week.'
'Thats wise.' Dan says, 'Its happening to anyone. I dont understand whats going on. Its really bad Si. Amy turned this afternoon and went for me. I managed to lock her in the kitchen.'
'Aaaah shit Dan!.' Says Si. 'How did you get here. Is she alright?'
'Is she alright? Fuck knows. I could hear her screaming and shouting my name when I left but I didnt want to risk seeing if she had turned back. I just dont know whats going on. Anyone can change at any moment its seems, maybe even you or me.' says Dan.
'How the fuck did you make it here?' asks Si.
'I climbed over walls and fences in peoples back gardens. She cut my finger.' Dan shows Si his bloody finger. 'Got a plaster?'
'Yeah sure' says Si. Si goes to a draw in the kitchen opens it and gets out an opened box of plasters and throws it to Dan. Dan takes out a plaster, drops the box on the coffee table, rips open the wrapper before taking off the 2 coverings and begins wrapping the plaster around the cut on his finger.
'So you came the back way? Didnt anyone see you?'
'Not a fucking peep from a single soul.' answers Dan.
'So what do you think it is?' asks Si.
'I was hoping you could answer that. Thats why I came here. This stuff is almost biblical. Its like these people, anyone can get almost posessed or something for a moment. People are losing it and killing even the ones they love. The look in Amy's eyes. Ive never seen anything like that before. What with everything thats been going on the past year, I dunno man. This is it isnt it? This is the end? Youve read all about this stuff. Whats your take on it?'
Si sits down on the battered sofa and picks up a book from the table. It says THE RISE OF EVIL on the cover and has a picture of the eye and pyramid on from the American dollar bill.
Si looks at it a moment then starts to flick through it looking for a particular page. He stops near the back of the book and says to Dan, 'According to this, this is all predicted. Your right this is biblical. The demons have come to claim what they think is rightfully theirs. Its like Ghostbusters when all the ghosts escape. They end up wreeking havoc. Well I think the demons have escaped, someone opened the gates and they got out and now theyre showing up and posessing people but I dont think its happening to anyone. Alot of people yeah, but not all of us.'
'What you mean?' asks Dan.
'You know Ive been reading about this stuff for years, about the new world order and the occult agenda and all that stuff? The Illuminati and dark entities causing chaos so they can feed off all the pain, fear and hate? I think its all true. All those supposed conspiracy crackpots were right. This stuff is all in Revelations. Its all predicted and now its coming true.'
'No shit' says Dan. 'Why not everyone though?'
Si looks down at the book and traces his finger along the page looking for a passage.
'It says here that through all the chemicals in our food and all the shit they put in our water, all the signals from mobile phones and shit loads of other stuff, that most people have had their vibrations, their life force lowered to such an extent that its opened gates for all the evil that is in humans to manifest and take over. Theyre going psychotic and I think theyre feeding off as much fear as they can provoke in us. Its all the darkest, sickest things that humans can be capable of. Its all the child murder and rape. Its all the wars and the genocides that have haunted decent, folk since like, forever. They got let loose and theyre having a feeding frenzy.'
'Who opened the gates? I mean, how did they open..I dunno. I cant get my head around all this but Amy. Her eyes. It was straight out of a horror film, like The Ring crossed with Dawn of the Dead or 28 Days Later, one of those films. She just stood there in the kitchen, we'd had an argument and she stood there with this look on her face and her eyes went black. Like this endless black, murky pool that had no bottom. She grabbed a massive kitchen knife and went right for me.' Dan looked at his bloody finger and then back to Si and looked him straight in the eyes. 'Ive never been so scared Si. Never in my life have I felt like that before. It was like the fear I felt as a child after a nightmare and I wake up and I want to cry and call for my mum but Im frozen and I cant.'
Si slumps back on the sofa, his body going limp with the memories of his own childhood fears. Its the memories all of us share. Fear of the demons, the monsters, the goblin and boogieman under your bed or hiding in the dark gap in your wardrobe door. Its fear of the gang of bullies in your school and its the fear you feel when youre in trouble with your parents for doing your own evil.
Si leans his head back and stares up at the ceiling, the same spot he's been staring at for nearly a week, just waiting and hoping someone will sort out the bad stuff going on outside.
Dan sits down next to him and starts to look through the ashtray on the table looking for fag ends.
'Ive picked through the ends twice over. I had the last one this morning.' says Si, still looking at the spot on the ceiling above him.
Dan also slumps back on the couch and sighs.
'I could really do with a fag. Its not been a good day.' He says. 'When that fear came over me I just froze, I couldnt talk or anything for a split second I was stuck to the floor and Amy came at me with that knife in her hand and it all happened in slow motion. But I got away. Before I knew it I was out of the kitchen and pushing her back in there with the door. I managed to lock it and she was banging the door and screaming so loudly. I was worried the neighbours would hear..heheh.' Dan laughs but with not a hint of humour in it at all.
'What did you do then?' asks Si.
'Heh..I sat on the stairs smoking my last fag. Amy started to scream for me to open the door, shouting that she was scared and didnt know what she was doing but something in me just didnt want to risk opening the door. I didnt want to risk feeling fear like that again. I just sat there for a bit trying to figure out what to do. When I heard about what had been going on I just didnt think it would happen to someone I know. Someone I love. Who loved, loves ME.'
'This is really fucked up. How bad is this gonna get?' Says Si, still starring at the same spot.
'I figured I should come and see you bro. I thought about how you knew about all this stuff. All the years you've been ranting at us all, telling us to wake up. Heh, we thought you were mad, like all that stuff is I dunno, was rubbish. Just paranoid head spew. Anyway, I packed a few things in my backpack and thought Id head over here seeing as your only a street away. It was easier, quicker to hop over fences and through back gardens than go through the street. Have you fucking seen it out there?'
Si gets up off the sofa and walks over to the blackened out window and peers through the small hole in the paper. He looks out into the street and cant see anything. Its pitch black. The street lights are out but when his eyes begin to adjust to the darkness outside he thinks he can just make out a faint glow in the window of the top floor of the house opposite. It could be a candle, maybe the people opposite are ok.
There's a loud scream and banging in the distance and the sound of a man swearing and threatening a voilent murder. It sounds like its coming from a few doors down.
Si looks at Dan. Dan looks at Si. Si says 'That sounds like its coming from Eddy's place. Oh fuck. What is this shit?. What have they done?'
'What have they done anyway?' asks Dan.'How did this stuff start? I mean, how, who..I dunno. I just know I hate this. Its just got worse and worse since last summer. Since that royal family shit came out. I didnt believe it when I heard about it. I mean fucking SATANISM AND CHILD SACRIFICE? Thats stuff's not REAL! Is it? Since then everythings just crumbled around us and no one seems to know what to do. And all that fucking microchipping stuff that came about, the government saying that we all had to get chipped because of this thing, so they knew whenever these things happened, whenever there was a murder or extreme violence, torture or rape, they would know where it was and try and stop it. But they started rounding people up. I just cant work out why though. Why would they gather people up Si and put them in massive camps? For their protection?'
'You remember I used to rant about that, the chipping thing? The RFIDS? None of you believed me even when I could prove they were doing it. You didnt want to hear it.' Si says going back to sit in his place on the sofa and his spot on the ceiling.
'Yeah I know. Sorry.' says Dan joining Si in starring at the same spot.
'This has been going on forever, its just been building up throughout history, building up to this point. I dont know whats gonna happen but someone, some PEOPLE, have done something really wrong. Maybe it wasnt supposed to be this bad. There was always hope I thought, but, I dont know. Its gonna get much worse I think.'
'Who do you thinks done it?' asks Dan.
'I have no idea.' says Si taking his eyes of the spot for a brief moment while he thinks about it, then goes back to gazing at the same spot again, 'It just feels all so wrong. Like its got out of hand or something.'
They both sit in the same position, feeling hopeless and staring in silence for nearly a minute at the same spot on the ceiling, the nasty sounds from a couple of doors down have subsided and nothing can be heard.
Si decides to get up.
'Tea?' asks Si in which Dan immediatly replies, 'I'd love one.'
'Only green tea left though, sorry.' Says Si. He gets up and walks over to the kitchen while still talking. 'I went to the shops last Wednesday and there was fuck all in there. I got a few things though that were left, a big box of green tea that'll last a while, some dried fruit and porridge oats. No matches or tobacco left. As for alchohol. That all went months ago. After the alchohol industry crumbled and all the beer companies went bust it didnt take long for most of fucking Britain to go on a booze frenzy and drink till the taps ran dry. Its fucking typical of this country, in a time of crises, everyone buys up all the alchohol they can get their alky hands on. Fuck me, there's been murders over bottles of whiskey for fuck sake.'
'You got any booze in this place?' asks Dan, thinking alchohol would be better than green tea.
'I got a little bit of whiskey somewhere but Im not drinking till this shit is all over. If it ever is over. I think drinking is a bad idea in light of whats been going on. It brought out the hate in some people, it opened doors for demons to take over and drunk people, POSESSED people went on a rampage. We better not risk it. Have a joint instead. It doesnt manifest anger.'
'Paranoia though', says Dan.
'Depends on the person.' replies Si, filling his kettle with water. 'At least the water's till on.'
'Heh?' says Dan, lost in recent memories.
'I said at least the water is still on. I thought it wouldve been turned off but its still flowing, for now.'
Si swishes out 2 cups, turns around and takes a big box of tea out of a cupboard, grabs 2 bags out of the box, drops them in the mugs, and puts his kettle of water on a small camping stove that he dug put of his camping gear in the closet in his bedroom. For some reason, he suddenly has a fleeting wave of positive feeling and this confuses him as there is no reason to feel good about anything. He is terrified in fact so that good feeling is so alien to him it throws him off balance a little and he stands, wobbling slightly, starring at the geometric pattern in the lino. He's forgotten how it is to feel good. Hopeful and optomistic are old feelings, long gone, squeezed out of everyone in a matter of months. It all decended into chaos so quickly that most folk were'nt prepared. Of course everyone was stunned about the royals and what they had been upto. When that got out it shook the whole world to its core but none more so than the citizens of the United Kingdom of Great Britain. The mood was very black indeed and it just got worse.
'No electricity though?' asks Dan, knowing full well there isnt. 'I guess yours went out yesterday to. Seeing as where on the same grid.'
Si hears the question but doesnt respond right away. He's still trying to figure out where that feeling came from.
'Weird.' he says to himself. 'Heh? Uuh yeah. It went out at about 11:23pm. I was on the internet looking through forums and reading comments on peoples facebooks when the lights went out and the screen on my laptop went blank. There's so many tributes on there to people who have died. I know 12 or more people that have lost their lives to this in the past month. I havent heard anything from my mum for 2 weeks since the phones went down.'
'Me neither. Im worried to coz the last time I spoke to my dad he said he was gonna drive to my place to see if we were ok. That was the day before they went down.' Dan says, biting his lip and genuinly looking very worried indeed.
Si doesnt say anything. He picks up the two mugs now filled with hot green tea and walks over to his sofa and hands Dan his mug. He sits next to dan and places his mug on the table and again, tilts his head back and looks at that spot on the ceiling.
They sit there in silence for a minute or 2. Then Dan says, 'Are we gonna just sit here for fuck knows how long, until your food runs out? How much have you got anyway?'
'I have a few boxes of tins Ive been storing for a few months. When all this started to kick off I went and stocked up on tins and dried stuff and as much water as I could get my hands on. I guess I have about 2 or 3 weeks of food to last us, if we're careful.'
'I have a few things in my bag. Not much though, just some chocolate and biscuits, some sweets. Its all I could get. I couldnt go in the kitchen and get what was in there. Not that there's much anyway. At least Amy will have a little bit of food to eat. Fuuuck Amy.' Dan breaks down and sobs.
Si looks up from his gaze at the spot and then at his friend and says, 'What are gonna do about her? She may be ok by now.'
'Im scared to go back. What if she's still like that?'
'She may not even be in the house by now. Maybe she got out.' suggests Si.
'Its too risky to go back there. I dont wanna see her like that. I had no choice but to come here. Youre my oldest friend Si, we're like brothers so it seemed like the only choice I had.'
'But I couldve changed too you know. It wasnt a risk coming here?'
'Something told me that I would be safe here. I dont know man. It felt like my only option. I dont wanna put you at risk though because I could change, it could get me. The demons could get in me. I dont feel like Im protected. Like you said ealier, its like they manifest when people get angry, they fucking lose it and thats when the demons take over.'
'Its not just anger Dan. Its everything negative, fear, anger, sadness, pain, anguish, jealousy, all the stuff thats made humans behave the way they do. Its all those feelings that the demons, the bad entities feed off. I know its hard but try not to dwell too much on whats happening. Its hard for me to as Im terrified about all this but there's a part of me that still has some tiny glimmer of hope. When I was making tea I had this strange feeling come over me, like warm sunshine or even love or something. I dont know what it was but I felt almost good.'
'I think I know what you mean. When I was making my way here, I jumped over a wall into someones garden and it was a really nice garden. I mean....The sun was just about to go down and there was this amazing sparkle to everything. Like everything was almost glowing and I felt something for a moment that was like love. I remembered the time I first realised that I was in love with Amy and I smiled. Then I thought about how I had to get to you and that made me feel good to. I dont know...' Dan sits up and wipes the tears from his eyes and tries to gather himself. He picks up his hot tea and takes a sip.
'I think its those feelings that stop the demons getting through. Its like a block to them.' says Si, also taking a sip from his mug.
'This kind of thing has happened throughout history but that knowledge has been kept from us and now its too late. It got us when we were'nt looking.' Si picks up the book titled THE RISE OF EVIL from the table. He flicks through it, then hands it to Dan, then says, 'Read this. We're gonna be here a while I think. I dont even want to leave this place until I know its safe out there. If it will ever be safe. I think we're ok here a while. Im gonna try get some sleep. Smoke a joint. I have plenty of weed. It'll help.' Si gets up and stands over Dan and says, 'We gotta try ride this out. Stay positive if you can.' Si puts his right hand on Dan's left shoulder and gives him a reassuring squeeze.
'Thanks man. Go get some sleep. Ill read this for a while and Ill sleep here.'
'There's a pillow and a duvet in the basket there.' Si points to a wicker basket against a wall. 'Night mate.' He says.
Dan does not respond. He stares at the cover of the book and looks into the eye on the cover.
Si quietly makes his way to his bedroom. He undresses and gets into his bed. He lies there with his eyes open for a moment, thinking of all the things he has read about the past several years and all those dvds and all the websites dedicated to this stuff. He cant quite fathom the fact that all he has read, all that knowledge he has accumulated over the years is actually real. There was always a part of him that thought he read that stuff as it was entertaining and as it was differant to the norm it appealed to him. He was always atrracted to things that were differant. Ever since he was a child he was attracted to myths and legends about all sorts of weird and strange things. Fairies, goblins, ghosts and ghouls, UFO's and little grey bug eyed men. He never in his wildest dreams thought some of it could be fact, if not in its detail but in its theme. He never thought it would actually manifest and show its ugly face to every single person on the planet. But he knew, deep down that there was still a glimmer of hope. There were prophecies to be forefilled.
As these thoughts drift through his mind, Si slowly and gently falls into sleep. His mind at rest if even for just a few hours. It is a short escape, is his last thought before he goes under.
Dan lies on the sofa, reading and smoking a joint as Si had suggested and with it, all the bad stuff seems a little less bad to him. Even reading the information in the book leaves him a tiny bit more positive. The book, he thinks will give him some kind of ammunition. It will help him understand. His eyes grow heavy the more stoned he feels. He drops the book and closes his eyes. Amy's face is the only image he sees in his minds eye. He is filled with the memories of his love for her. All the times she made him feel better when things got bad, even through recent events. As he drifts off into a stoned slumber, he sees her face and hears her voice.
'Nothings ever that bad Dan.' she would say. 'It just depends on how you look at things.'
There is a man running through a forest. It is a thick,dark forest and the trees appear to be very large and very very old and almost alive in some way, full of wisdom, knowing, but never wanting to whisper their secrets. The man is naked and is running very fast. He jumps high over large obstacles and very long distances, he seems to be running away from someone or something but he could instead be running towards something or someone. He runs faster and faster so all is a blurr but he catches glimpses of eyes and of faces of all shapes and expressions. Some are smiling, some are frowning, some seem confused, some angry, some sad. The faces appear in the rocks that the man jumps over. The faces are in the tree trunks and in the earth and grass and they are in the puddles of muddy water and they are all watching to see where the man is going.
He runs ever and ever faster, his bare feet hardly touching the ground. He sees in the far distance the edge of the forest. He sees through the green darkness of the woods, to the light cutting through the tightly packed trees. It beckons him. It is his safety. His returning. The faces are stll there and they watch him as he fixes his gaze upon his goal. The closer he gets the brighter the light. The light gets ever and ever brighter. It starts to burn his eyes, he cannot see where he is going now but he trusts the light and edges further towards it.
Then he finally arrives and breaks through.
He is home.
Si opens his eyes slowly, letting them adjust to the light. Not that it is very light in his bedroom. He has his window blacked out but its still quite light in his room, or so it seems at first when he wakes from his sleep and opens his eyes.
When they are fully open, he notices his room is actually quite dark, apart from the meagre amount of light that is breaking through the blacked out window. He sits up and tenses his body, trying to shake the remnance of a deep sleep. He tries to remember any dreams he had but any that he did have, the memories have burst like tiny bubbles at the moment he awoke. He is left with a strange feeling however, as if he had been somewhere but its sometging he cannot put his fingure on.
He hears a helicopter over head and this wakes him up proper. Then comes the realistion of what is going on out there and his heart sinks. He hears another helicopter and then moments later another. He can hear alot of noise in the distance, noise that sounds like it is coming from a few streets away. There's alot loud bangs and crumples. They are confusing sounds to Si. He hasnt heard sounds like that before. He feels a little frightened but decides he shouldnt be as whatever it is that is causing those sounds, they seem to be a fairly safe distance away. His window rattles when there comes a big loud thud. Its shakes the building very slightly but enough to be detectable by him.
He gets up out of bed and walks to his living room. Dan is fast asleep on the sofa. He thinks about waking him but decides to leave him in his peace for now. He looks at the clock on his wall. It reads 8:45am. He scratches his itchy bed head and rubs his face firmly with his hands and then goes to the window to peer through the tiny hole in the paper. He sees nothing but an empty, litter strewn street. There are a few cars that are in the middle of the road that block the way of any vehicle that would want to pass.
There is suddenly another loud thud that shakes the building quite violently, enough to make things rattle and move in their place. It sounds like it came from quite a distance away. It was almost like an earthquake but then it was more like something extremely large and very heavy had dropped out of the sky. Si looks down at Dan who is still sleeping. Si thinks it is good that Dan is sleeping through this. He has had it bad. He has experienced this thing at first hand so he deserves some peace, if only for a few hours.
Si walks across his living room and over to his small on suite kitchen. He turns the tap. There is water still flowing. He fills his kettle then fires up his camping stove. When he places the kettle on the stove he walks away from the kitchen space and over to the bathroom, trying a light switch as he passes it. Nothing. Still no power.
There comes another loud thud and a crumple and this time it sounds like it comes from a few doors down from his building.
'What the fuck was that?' shouts Dan, being suddenly woken and not knowing what is going on.
'I dont know. Its been going on a few minutes. A few helicopters flew over earlier to.'
At that they both hear another helicopter fly by closely followed by another.
'Whats going on outside?' asks Dan.
'I had a look but cant see anything. It looks dead out there.' says Si edging towards his bathroom in a gesture that is aimed at Dan, letting him know he needs to use the toilet.
Si leaves the bathroom door open while he sits on the toilet so he can continue the conversation with Dan.
'Im thinking of going outside to have a look!' shouts Si.
'You fucking mad? You dont know whats happening out there!' Dan shouts back.
'I just wanna go out in the garden and have a look. You dont have to come.'
'What if there's people out there that are, you know, possessed by demons or whatever they are?' asks Dan, genuinly concerned for his friend.
'I'll be ok. I just want to see if I can see whats making those thud noises.'
''Does it matter?' asks Dan.
'Not really but I wanna have a look anyway.' replies Si, still sitting on the toilet.
Dan sits up and throws the duvet off him. He gets up and scratches his head with both hands and heads towards the kitchen space. The kettle is boiling so he retrieves the 2 mugs they had drunk from the night before, swishes them out and takes 2 bags of green tea out of the box on the kitchen work surface and plops them in the cups. He then poors hot water into the cups.
'Your tea's done when youre ready!' he shouts to Si.
'Thanks.' replies Si.
There is silence for several minutes while Si does his business and Dan sits back down on the sofa with his cup of hot green tea. He opens the book he was reading before he fell asleep and continues to read from where he left off:
Chapter 2; Page 23
Dark Worship.
Throughout all of written history, going back to the time of Babylon, the so called 'cradle of civilisation', there have been many stories told of a dark worship. High priests and preistesses of the mystery schools who had access to knowledge that was widely known before the cataclysm that destroyed Atlantis and Lemuria. In fact it is obvious to some researchers that the cataclysm was a direct result of these groups, all of which who were vying for ultimate control over the planet and its inhabitants, using this knowledge in way that it was never intended to be used. These groups all possessed the ancient knowledge that was known to many but practiced by few as it was taught to humanity as a gift, to enlighten them and bring peace to a planet that for millions of years had seen many wars fought between the races of men and of the many races of the cosmos. Earth was intended by many of these races, to be a safe haven for all sentient beings but there were several races of beings that had their own interest in planet earth. They saw that it was rich in the minerals that they needed for their own survival and so, as they had done many times before on other planets in the cosmos, they covertly occupied planet earth. They hid in the huge undergound caverns of the earth and they hid in a slightly differant dimension to human beings. A dimension so close to our own that they could actively attatch themselves to some of these humans and control them but ultimately feed off them by using these humans to gain control of the mass populace and create fear and hatred in order that these malevolent entities might one day take full control over the planet and its inhabitants.
These entities had much time on their hands which they used to good effect. They painstakingly and patiently tricked some of these humans in the mystery schools into believing they were of the gods and that they had a divine right to be guardians over the people. During the final centuries of the existence of Atlantis and Lemuria the knowledge that was widely known to all was mixed with incorrect knowledge, outright lies and half truths. Those in the mystery schools were at first duped by the melevolent entities into believing that they had a direct connection to the gods and they would impart this information to the younger generation that were specifically selected for their unique vibrations. Over many generations this knowledge became diluted and those that believed in the 'truth' that was imparted to them by the 'gods' formed dogmatic belief systems which were then passed on to the general populace. This had a hugely detrimental effect as it slowly but surely lowered the vibration of the planet and with it the vibrations of the people. The negative entities divided the mystery schools but made them all believe they held the truth and so this incorrect knowledge was passed onto differant factions of people making them believe that the mystery school that operated in their area held the absolute truth. Those of the various mystery schools began to believe in their divine right to rule over the people, as they had been told by the negative entities that this was the case so over time they formed what we now know to be the Royal families they believed were superior to all. They convinced the masses that they needed guidance in their lives as because of the lowering of the planetery vibration, people began to feel they had lost their intrinsic connection with Gaia. Depression and anxiety became new emotions and the very first outbreaks of violence between brothers and sisters of the earth were emerging. Through the gradual lowering of the vibrations of the planet and its people, the melevolent beings, especially those that resided within the planes close to this found, they could unlock doors into the minds of the 'royal' priesthood and take control over them. They did this through the rituals that they were told were their divine right to perform all in aid of the betterment of humankind. But this was the lie that they came to believe was the truth. They were told by the nagative beings that through the practice of sacrifice that they could invoke the necessary energies to.......
Si, having finished his business walks back into his living room with the sound of the toilet flushing behind him.
'Thank god the water is still flowing.' he says to Dan.
Dan doesnt respond to this, instead he finishes the sentance he has just been reading;
...prevent the vibrations of Gaia and her people from lowering further and creating wars between what were once peaceful, loving men and women.
Dan puts the book down and looks up at Si, who is stood over him, holding his cup of hot green tea.
'This book is fucking crazy. Is it the truth? I mean...we never learned this stuff in school.' he says to Si, genuinly shocked at the information he has been reading.
Si takes a sip from his cup of tea.
'I dont know if its the absolute truth but I think the theme is correct. Ive read quite a few books on that subject and although they dont all agree on the details I can see a common thread. Its like something out of a sci-fi novel isnt it.'
'No shit!' says Dan. 'I dont know if I can bring myself to believe this but all that stuff about the royal family, it all kind of makes sense of it.'
'Yeah but where the fuck did they go?'
Just as Si has finished saying this there is another loud crunch and the sound of popping coming from a few streets away.
'What is that?' asks Si to no one in particular. 'Ive gotta go and have a look Dan. I'll be ok. I wont go far. I wont even leave the back yard ok. You carry on reading the book. The last few chapters are very good.'
'Youre fucking crazy man', says Dan as Si walks towards his front door.
Si stands by his front door and before he opens it he looks through the spy hole onto the stairs outside his front door. He sees no one so he undoes the several locks and slowly opens the door. He listens for a few seconds to see if he can hear any signs of life. There is silence.
Si lives on the top floor of the 3 story building and has 2 other flats below his. The flat directly below his has been empty for several months and the ground floor flat has its entrance at the front of the building. He has sole access to the backyard as it is acts as a fire escape.
Si is confident that if he descends the stairs he will encounter nobody so he quickly jumps down the 3 flights of stairs, 2 at a time until he comes to the door that opens out into the backyard. He can see through the glass of the door that there is nobody in the backyard so he opens the door and slowly edges out making sure to listen out for anyone that he may encounter. He looks up to the sky and sees that it is a beautiful, warm, sunny morning and he is filled with joy for a moment. He cannot remember the last time he spent a day in the sunshine, lazing about, smoking weed and enjoying the rays of the sun. It was something he loved to do but now it was not possible to do that.
He slowly creeps out further into the yard to see if he can get a good view in the direction of where all the noise was coming from. There is no noise now, no sign of smoke or anything at all. There is not even the sound of helicopters, not even in the far distance. He cannot even hear the sounds of birds singing. There is absolute silence. This is strange to Si as he used to the constant low hum of traffic as he lives in a very built up area of the city. But now that has gone. Its as if everyone has suddenly disapeared.
He stands in the same spot for a few minutes, waiting and listening for that sound again.
The rays of the morning sun beat down upon Si's face. He closes his eyes for just a moment, feeling the soft heat on his face. He savours it, remembering the long hot days of summer and the feeling of the freedom he had back then that has long since gone. He thinks how, regardless of all the stuff that has been happening, nature carries on as normal. It is strange though that there does not seem to be any sign of any birds anywhere. Not even the seagulls that were very common and very vocal are to be seen or heard.
He opens his eyes again and feels almost tranquil but realises that it is still too risky to be out in the backyard and so heads towards the door back into the building. As he makes his way he hears again the loud bang and crumple. He turns around and looks in the direction of where he thinks the noise is coming from but sees nothing. He feels very confused and a little frightened but he also deperately wants to know what is causing the noise. He decides it is hopeless and that he will probably not discover what it is by being in the backyard. He thinks for a moment how he could hop over a few walls, as Dan had done, to get a little bit closer to where the noise is coming from. It sounds like only a few streets away after all but then he decides it would be very foolish to do that and decides instead he should go back to his friend. He turns and walks to the back door again, enters and closes the door behind him and climbs the 3 flights of stairs back to his flat. He bounds up the stairs 3 at a time until he reaches his front door which he left on the latch. He enters his flat and closes his front door and begins to lock it back up. He does the first one and then begins to do the second one. As he does this he hears an unusual noise coming from the living room. It sounds like Dan is sobbing uncontrolably.
'Dan? Are you ok?' he asks cautiously.
Dan does not respond to this but begins to wail instead, like a pig that has had its throat cut.
Si is overwhelmed with a feeling of terror but it subsides as quickly as it comes. he is concerned for his friend.
'Dan?' he says as he walks slowly towards his living room. He peers through the door and can see the back of Dan still sitting on the sofa. He also notices that the book he gave Dan to read is ripped into pieces and is lying on the floor under the window opposite the sofa.
'Dan? What's.....'
'FUUUUUUUUUUUUCK! AAAAAAAAAARGH!' Dan screams in a voice that is the most disturbing thing that Si has ever heard in his life.
'YOURE GONNA FUCKING DIE YOU CUNT! IM GONNA RIP YOUR FUCKING THROAT OUT!' Dan screams as he gets up off the sofa and faces Si.
Si is frozen to the floor as he sees his friend. His face is contorted, his teeth clenched and his eyes are black.
The only thing Si thinks at this moment is that they got his friend. He let them in somehow.
Maybe it was his fault.