Jehanamu Today(Prologue)

We were many.

We looked like we were incarcerated, in tents that stretched endlessly across the stadium.

You could see it on everyone's faces.....the pain,the anguish, the loss of loved ones, endless crying of babies......

The babies drove me insane.

The cries that never ceased........the cries that only reminded me of one particular cry.

One particular voice.

Meal times were always somber.......an endless line of people holding plates, a sickening heap of half cooked rice and beans filled with weevils.

Just like the high school diet.

White tents were what we called home, white tents with UN all over.

The stadium was like a prison camp. Watchtowers, spotlights all over, chaos, misery, children looking quizzically at their parents for answers, answers they never get because the same questions they have are the same the parents have.

We were a nation of cowards.......cowards who rose against fellow neighbours because of greedy people whose bellies grow bigger than a schoolkid's backpack, after eating people's sweat.....harvesting what they never sowed.

It was greed which got us to this point.

The radio blared news of places across the country.......places that had started to shake.......the earth was shaking in rapid intervals,and we all were caught in the middle.

Here, it was just tremors of scattered intervals, and I hated it when the tremors started, because my tent fell down and I had to repair it again, even though I was not alone.

The tremors always gave me nightmares.

Then one night.......I saw fire again,among the pitch blackness, I saw fire, red with the fury of the gods, burning from my head, and a shrill voice cutting into the darkness......

And a heavy object pressing my head down.......

And the ground shaking uncontrollably........cracking in unimaginably horrendous ways, swallowing anything and anyone.

I opened my eyes and saw the wood supporting my tent pressing my wound, and screams were everywhere........ And the ground was still shaking.

I crawled out of my tent........ And came face to face with hell.

Red fire erupted from the ground.......fire that was like porridge, ash that was whiter than snow, billowing high into the sky........fire burst from the ground with the anger of God himself.

It happened all over again.

Running fast......breathless.....fire behind me, others wailing beside me, others frying behind me.......

Explosions happened everywhere.....even the military had no idea what to do, standing helpless as their heavy equipment got engulfed in fiery hell.

Screaming.......wailing.......shrill voices.......running.......hell.

God was punishing us like Sodom and Gomorrah........the ones who perished had got their revenge.....the blood of the dead had fueled the fire that now engulfed anything in its destructive way.......

An explosion ripped the ground apart, and I felt myself falling.......my body numb with shock........and in the few seconds I heard nothing, just waiting for fire to engulf me from beneath......

Then someone caught my leg......and pulled me up......and carried me to a vehicle......

All I saw was red.

Fiery red.


Then the cold wind......and murmuring, blurry voices........


Then darkness.

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