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The Death Toast 'IT'S ME'
Blood flowed out of his neck like a waterfall and he fell to the ground, still with no groans of pain or death. It was at this that Dale involuntarily pulled off the mask from his face. 000001 had gotten on his feet watching Dale stare at the real face of the alpha-man he just killed.The face of the alpha-man looked normal; like his own, like a regular young Dexterran kicking a pebble down the Crawdown Street. He had his mouth wide open in agony, trying to gain in breath. He raised his hand up to his heavily-bloodied neck, trying to resist the final chokes of death sourced from his neck. It was then that Dale noticed the most disturbing part; the reason he couldn’t speak. It was because he was dumb, he was one of the men whose vocal cords had been cut off. It was why his throaty shrieks looked like a video played on mute. As Dale watched the dying man, he couldn’t help tears rushing to his eyes.Dale wished he could save him but death already loomed around his eyeballs like murky wat
The Death Toast The nuclear Holocaust
'Let’s go find Dale’, Barry said to the other men. It had been two hours since they had been shooting from the top of the Kappa dome. Currently as they viewed the ground, all they could see were more and more bodies but most of them were now Quppis’ men. Those of them who weren’t lying down were standing with their hands raised in the air and their weapons lowered to the ground. They were in the middle of a spacious circle of ten thousand soldiers in Japanese army uniform, pointing their guns to all the surrendered enemy combatants.‘Yes, let’s go’, Tristan said as they all jogged out of the dome.‘We’re good people. Friends of Dale’, Khelain said when they reached outside and some of the Japanese soldiers turned their guns to them. ‘G O O D. We…save…the…country. We’re not shooting you. Friends…We are…friends’, Khelain tried to demonstrate to the foreign-speaking military men. The men spoke to themselves without dropping their guns at them.‘Reece. Reece?’, one of the soldiers echoed.
The Death Toast The orange blaze marks the end
Back at Sawer’s tower, there was a whole different case. By then, all the floors of the tower were covered with fire but there was Dale at the top floor, alone with Sawer. Sawer’s knee was dripping in blood and he was struggling to get to his feet and escape from Dale. He knew that verily, verily, it was over.Dale lunged forward and kicked Sawer again in his mouth making him groan and fall back to the ground, this time he made no effort to stand.‘How do you feel now?’, Dale asked.Sawer laughed, puffing out blood from his torn tongue and lips – a tooth fell out along it. ‘I think I should be the one asking you that question. You are done for, Dale. At the end of the day, Singalort would be the only liveable place in this country. Every other place will have been poisoned. I would be victorious and you…’, he laughed again. ‘Mr. Magnanimous, brave, courageous and yet did nothing great’‘The nuclear bomb, huh? Your 000001, don’t you think he would have told me?’‘He would not have betr
The Death Toast A bright horizon
'Our brachiosaur nation of Dexter Islands would not be going extinct’, the soothing voice of the local station’s broadcaster, Taila Jenkins said the very next day after the big war. ‘No pun intended’, she added and it would pass for a really good joke by then.Life was back to normal for everyone. Khelain had returned home and got out from the underground, Tristan gave Samantha a long kiss and proposed to her immediately he returned home making her mother get so joyous that she cried. The same couldn’t be said for Dale.He had received treatment for his damaged left palm that only three full fingers left on it and had to cope with camera lenses that popped up everywhere he went to. On the third day after the end of Quppis, Dale joined a group of one hundred thousand citizens, dressed in gloomy clothes, at the Gollogher main cemetery – which was all the ground where all the military men of Dexter who had died in The Big Slaughter were laid – for a last-respect honour for all the fallen
The Death Toast The nation's enemy
The nation’s enemy‘Following the assassination of Minister Chuck Hawthorne, the police have been able to track down and arrest the five gunmen responsible for the evil act’, the TV reporter announced on the evening news. ‘The deceased minister for the defence was killed on the third day of February during a press conference in Reckdette and that’s ironic considering the purpose of the conference was to discuss the rising insecurity of lives across the nation. According to autopsy reports, he had been shot twice in his head while giving his speech and had died immediately. The five killers who were confirmed guilty yesterday at the state’s high court have been locked up, following the adjournment of the court case till next week –’.General Sawer returned the remote control to the side stool and picked up his coffee cup from which the raw, undiluted smell of non-flavoured coffee could be perceived across the whole room. He took a sip from it and dropped it as he walked over to his wor
The Death Toast Welcome to Boorbunk: The Arena
Welcome to Boorbunk: The ArenaThe prison guard was present now, loitering around the hallway with his lead block dragging on the ground behind him, staring grisly at the inmates locked up in their different tiny cell rooms. Just like the rest of the prison guards, they have overtime developed pleasure in watching fear written on the faces of the prisoners; a masochistic affair. He glanced over to the cell numbered ninety that housed one of the men who had recently been held there for the death of the country’s minister of defence. The next four cells in a row contained the rest of the four killers, all looking scared and seemed to be losing their minds, just as he liked it. They had only been here for one week and were not yet adapted to the horror that the crazy hellish place had in store for them. They had only experienced the miserable game of The Death Toast once and were still coping with the shock, looking forward to what evil this place held beyond the iron bars.It was block
The Death Toast The Humour Sect
The Humour SectAbout ten hours after the horrifying-to-stare-at prison warden was around, the long-awaited sound of the whistle was heard throughout the ward and then every other thing followed. The dim lights of the old wall bulbs came around…one…two… and then it was on; the doors were automatically made open and then suddenly the lost voice and restlessness of the inmates was back. Each of them rushed out of their little cells, unlocking them from their entrapment – both the physical, entirely dark, tiny confinement hole and even the more disturbing hole of the mentally-twisting trauma they were facing alone, pinching them. And now, there were out and free from their claustrophobic thoughts, for at least the next few minutes.Dale remained there just outside his own cell watching miserably as the others ran out. His eyes glassy with tears and his mouth agape. With only days there, he had discovered that this wasn’t a place where you come to serve a life sentence, it was a place whe
The Death Toast The slant cross
The slant crossThe last words of Peter kept coming back to the brain of Dale and it was shouting out in his head now that they were here in a hall; a different hall, a wider hall with about a thousand people dressed in the same orange prison uniform that he was wearing and even more guards dressed in tough soldier uniform and with a full panoply like people working in a gas chamber. All the prisoners were part of long rows and columns from the back of the room down to the middle of the room, well spaced-out and as organised as queues could get. There was entire decorum in the hall, no single sound in the room from anyone; all the prisoners placed their hands behind them and faced their front, not daring to look at the terrifying armed guardsmen with powerfully automated rifles facing them at the opposite walls that bordered the room. There were twelve officers in the front of the room staring at them with undecipherable dangerous eyeballs. Dale looked beyond the men who were about to
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