AncilAt the end of the chain, there were two blue devils who seemed to be the ones carrying the four as prisoners. The blue devils took food from the food truck in big brown bags and then walked off with the prisoners. There were still a lot of jumbies in front of me and there was no way that I could have gotten food in time so I decided to get out of the line, tighten my cap even more and follow the blue devils and their prisoners. The last time I followed someone I was hung upside down from a tree so I remained much more alert this time to ensure that it didn’t happen a second time around.
The blue devils threw the prisoners into the back of a large manual hover van then jumped in afterwards. Who was the hover van being driven by? I wasn’t sure. All I saw was a muscular and hairy human hand gripping the steering wheel. I quietly held on to the handles of the door in the back of the hover van and went along for the ride without alerting anyone.
The hover van slowed down outside the Arima branch of the University of the Twin Republic (UTW) and as soon as I realized it was stopping I jumped off and quickly hid myself behind a dumpster that was outside the school. The blue devils took the prisoners through the gates, looking around for any followers. The school wasn’t very big. It was a branch of UTW and only had a couple rooms for classes that were all shut tight. I followed behind the blue devils and their prisoners, staying low and hiding ever so often to ensure that they didn’t spot me. There were a couple jumbies in the school but the kitchen knife that I took from home dealt with them well enough.
The blue devils led the prisoners into a lab within the school which looked like any regular school lab with glass syringes and beakers along with other laboratory glassware. I peeked through the window and I saw the blue horned creatures unchain them and share food among the prisoners. After the prisoners had finished eating, some men in white lab coats walked in, extracted blood from them and carried the prisoners through a door and into another room. The blue devils followed. When the room seemed clear enough I slowly crept in with my gun in hand trying to stay as alert as possible but my luck was about to run out — again.
“MOOOOOO!!!” Was the last sound I heard before I was pulled feet first upwards and hoisted high into the air, causing me to drop my gun and shades in the process. I landed on the hard concrete of a small reserved parking lot right outside the lab and before I was able make any sense of what had happened I heard the loud mooing sound once more, but this time it was accompanied by a loud galloping. GADOOP GADOOP GADOOP!! I rose barely in time to see a muscular bareback man with the head of a cow running towards me on all fours, with his small horns pointed at me. I rolled away, quickly got up and began running towards the door that I was flung out of. When I got inside I quickly closed it shut and leant back on it hoping that it would slow down the cow man….thing’s rampage. It didn’t. He rammed into the door flinging me across the room towards a shelf of lab glassware, breaking them all to pieces in a loud CRASH!! I was really getting tired of being flung around like a ragdoll and so was my back. No matter how much I tried to get up I just couldn’t. My aching back and winded lungs wouldn’t let me.
The cow man slowly walked up to me and he seemed to have my gun in his hand. Was he going to shoot it? I wasn’t sure.
“You feel this is joke?” The cow man said as his muscles tensed and his eyes frowned. He knelt down in front of me and placed the gun to my neck, the smell of his sweat invading my nose. “I could assure you, this is not no joke.” He cocked the gun.
“Make it quick,” I said as I closed my eyes tight. “I don’t have all day.”
“I not going and shoot you boy. No no no, not at all. Cocking the gun was just an act. A show, you know, like the great masqueraders that used to revel on the streets all day. But no matter how much they get on in the streets we coulda all be certain that it was always just a play. A JOKE!!! Something to keep the people, who pockets was deeper than a dry well, entertained. Just another proposed commodity to consume their incomes, eating them alive from the outside till their insides give away to the…..STRESS. That is what the government used to do and that is what I doing right now. Keeping my food entertained before I eat it.” He pulled a small knife out of his pants that was already drenched in fresh blood and wiped it clean on his pants. “The first thing I going and cut out is your belly because it look like you have plenty of that.”
I cringed.
“Then I going to eat your heart and throw your corpse in the streets for the jumbies and them. I think they go enjoy the fresh meat.”
As the cow man spoke two blue devils came into the room and started to poke fun at me. When the cow man turned his neck to face the blue devils I used the split second opportunity to pull out the kitchen knife that was in my pocket and swing it at the cow man’s face, ripping open his cheeks.
“MOOOO!!” He shouted as he grabbed his cheekbones in pain.
