PREFACE
I HAVE A DREAM, I ALWAYS HAD, I USUALLY
HAVE
I TEND TO FORGOT ALL BUT THIS ONE STUCK
ME
IT WAS WITH ME THROUGOUT THE DAY
SO, I PENNED THIS STORY
IF AT ANY PLACE IF YOU FEEL THAT THIS
STORY IS BAD
BLAME MY DREAM
NOT ME
I haven’t seen a city more beautiful, vibrant than
this, it seemed that it is some sort of filter or what
idyllic bliss. Children were going to school and
women and men to work, elderly roaming
throughout the street as a form of exercise. The
city had been hit by digital revolution and we can
experience snap and reels and youtube videos in
making
“Can you name the biggest ocean sir?” youtuber
asked
“Wasn’t good at geography couldn’t remember”
the man replied
“Have a good day sir and night too”
“What how come night it’s still evening” another
group member replied
GACH GACH GACH
The youtuber stabs the man suddenly and
proceeds to his wife
“Mam do you know the biggest ocean”
“I…… I cant remember leavvv me… pleaazzz….”
GACH GACH GACH
The woman is stabbed too and they advance
towards child
“KID since you are kid, I give you three chances,
name the biggest ocean?”
They laughed, the blood which splashed from the
body immediately froze and bounced through the
conscience of empty dreaded streets.
No one was scared but rather unaffected, busy.
This happens usually when a sustainable crime
echoes. Initially, everyone is affected but when
same incident repeats, they become unaffected,
they too have works to complete, web series to
finish, times to procrastinate. They are bored I will
talk about human behaviour in political theory
here believe that streets just crossed their
threshold values.
As soon scene changes, a bulky man with a grey
beard, brown overcoat and brisk weary steps
appears, the cry has been noticed by his ears
“kharoshti”
“The biggest ocean is kharoshti”
SAMARITAN SPEAKS and snatches the baby from
them he also picks the prize money of the quiz.
Split spoons are astonished either by skills or his
disability to get affected. But finally they had a
laugh that seems to pierce the foggy eternal road,
and silence submerges, not even a sign of life not
even a sign of devil.
Samaritan walks slowly towards his house,
engrossed in a constant thought process. It seems
he is angry and agitated, as if he is trapped
admist penny creatures. Two turns and he
disappears from scene and narrator is left with an
empty view of dried brownish leaves flying. Then
he reappears suddenly, he had stopped walking
and we can figure it out that he had reached
ghetto, which seems to be his house. A place still
spilled with spoils of stagnant smells of sewer
devoid of sun’s light. The street dogs seems that
they have devolved, humans dissected pale blue
devoid of sun’s light.
The house inside is much better, it has warmth
and light and food and a boy , maybe ten. The boy
seems to be the son of old Samaritan.
Now let me tell you about Samaritan, since he is
our protagonist, he is smart, was an excellent
chemical engineer like most of us he was
unemployed but again he was smart. The city had
an extensive network of hydrogen cell for
providing energy to the entire city. Hence city
units needed a chemical engineer. The job was
easy, package high and a beautiful place to live,
he took the offer and settled there permanently
with his parents, he found a girl married her and
finally had a life “oh green green bogus” years
passed until his hair grew grey. On a new year eve
to increase the production of the unit certain new
chemicals were introduced in the unit,
surprisingly but few weeks later the unit was
closed because they have established wind
energy. Samaritan was left unemployed again and
now with a family to feed the time was difficult,
he did everything he could but it seemed that he
have been blacklisted from every job, later he
would clean sewage for living but it was not
sufficient, his child needed extensive medical
care that needed money . he did same what you
are thinking theft and burglary, he even thought
of going out of city but it’s never easy, his child’s
health demanded a better healthcare facilities
which were available in UR and once he started
theft there was no going back, meanwhile during
this time his parents had already died cause writer
didn’t have time and content to develop them,
nevertheless his child was a prodigy although he
couldn’t speak but he would express his thoughts
through a real time hologram projector. All of this
required heavy electricity, moreover Samaritan
had equipped his entire house with medical
equipment. This entire setup needed tons of
electricity and electricity was quite expensive now
in UR after abandonment of chemical energy and
failure of wind. To power this entire setup
Samaritan had set up a miniature hydrogen cell
unit which would sustain his child, sometimes he
used to sell the electricity in black for freetime
gigs.
Samaritan enters with bag of money and the
newborn. His son ORISIS assimilates with the bag
and child that something bad has happened. Few
minutes later his son starts sweating and
experiences severe panic attacks. His real time
hologram displayed that……….
Ferocious old and dissected face with blood filled
left eye socket other one severely bulged, there
epidermis peeled off and layers visible like cross
section of an ertherized dissection.
They were advancing towards him, they were
entering his brains and heart and started
animating weird stuffs like men drinking red paint,
his father’s last smile his mother’s last cry and all
of a sudden, his leg started feeling tinkling
sensation, his throat and lungs a burning
sensation he couldn’t breathe.
Bewildered Samaritan held him in his hands and
took him to the machines, his hands were shaking
and he couldn’t think somehow, he managed to
put him in the analgesic chamber. His pain eased,
Samaritan sat breathing a few lives, panting, and
precipitating and relaxing when all of a sudden, a
shrieking syren echoes in his ears. He immediately
rushes towards the basement where the
equilibrium has been destabilized. A thing
dreaded by Samaritan, although there was
nothing to worry about it, how come a hydrogen
cell unit be dangerous but the motionless white
face had stains of sebum, he knew what it meant,
the pandora box was open and yess the demons
were out.
Now thw bigger question again arises who was
Samaritan?
Why was he scared??
Why were hydrogen cell units scraped???
And what was gonna happen next?????
But as you must have figured it out, I don’t feel
good anyways………
“HOW MANY?
EXACTLY HOW MANY WILL BE ABLE TO SAVE SIR”
“WELL TO BE HONEST NO ONE
AND YOU MUST NOT ACTUALLY THINK OF
SAVING
ANYONE OF THEM
LOOKING AT THE THINGS YOU HAVE DONE
EVEN IF YOU SAVE ONE CONSIDER YOUR SINS
REDEEMED”
This was the answer of Samaritan’s question
simple and straightforward. Now since I have the
duty of delivering this story, let me tell you what
happened. The hydrogen cells units were
introduced with certain chemicals like {CONUS04}
they mixed with air and started spreading out.
They were not simple pollutants as you would
think but they somehow molested human bodies.
The unit was closed, stating {CONUS04} was
expensive and its use required an upgradation of
units so they will shift to wind energy as cheap
and better source of energy. The secret never
revealed. All workers suspended and blacklisted,
the state did every bit to supress the truth and it
did succeed.
Samaritan or any other worker never came to
knew about this truth. He replicated the same
model and even used {CONUS04}, upgraded the
system to accumulate the {CONUS04} and
everything was fine and ok. But after that syren
went ablaze. The system showed equilibrium
breakdown and heavy spikes in 02 levels.
He figured it out that something is unreal he
contacted his supervisors for the answers. Mr.Tut
one of his friend who apparently died 5 years ago,
although he later found him alive drinking in a
tavern.
He said that the chemical somehow affected
human brains and cell, it was dangerous and
hence it was scrapped and everyone related to it
confiscated.
But the case of Samaritan was different, he had
used the setup along with {CONUS04} for years
but the equilibrium break resulted in heavy influx
of toxin at a very fast level in the surroundings.
The winter and the heavy fog did not allow the
toxin to wash away, it persisted and was
persisting in the environment.
“Do you know that water evaporates and
condenses at the same rate and the piece of ice
remains as it is , similarly
We are dying and living at the same time
So death must not affect you” MR. Tut spoke with
a tint of verbal afflictions showing impact of
alcohol , Samaritan was listening carefully.
“I have calculated at this rate within 28 hours,
initially you will not be able to understand but
toxin will start affecting human brains, turning
half of them schizophrenic, exactly not all, others
cells will sustain such serious metastasis that the
entire body will fall like wax, exactly not all.
So half are schizophrenic half suffering from
cirrhosis”
Mr. was clear he always was……………………………….
“IS THERE A WAY TO SAVE LIVES
THERE ALWAYS IS ONE??”
Samaritan asked…………
The scene changes we find that within few hours
it seems that he has grown old and weary his
drags his leg to walk and stops mid while walking,
Tutt’s words were echoing in his mind. The words
were answer of his previous question. The words
were…….
“NOPE THERE ISN’T ONE
BUT WAIT THERE IS ACTUALLY ONE
YOU CAN JUST GO AND SLAUGHTER ALL OF
THEM AND BOOM
EVERYTHING FINE
THE TOXIN WON’T AFFECT YOU, YOU WERE
VACCINATED ME TOO
EVEN YOUR FAMILY BUT YOU CHOSE TO STAY
HERE AND YOUR SON
MEETS THE SAME FATE”
He walks and walks and walks but still he is the
same at same place, he seems to be walking
towards the horizon, so near yet so far, it reaches
the split spoons.
Now let me tell you about split spoons, it’s
basically a group that’s runs a youtube channel
posting random videos on the internet.
Interestingly, they have a streak in red mojito ,
Red mojito is a community on dark web that
broadcasts murder videos.
“Have you ever killed a mosquito or ant or a bug,
without a reason enough to murder???
I have, what happened once I soaked them in
kerosine and they dried and died
I slept peacefully that day”
We all have addictions like that of dopamine,
sugar, mobile, tobacco etc…….
Alexandrine too had the addiction of killing, he
didn’t kill for money or power although his group
used the same for money, (he didn’t oppose
them) fear or any other motive, he killed just for
killing. He is not basically a killer but it was just his
addiction, his method of getting high,
He was a good person indeed a philanthropist...
AT THE SPLIT
SPOONS SILHOUTTE
“SPOONS I HAVE COME TO BARGAIN
I AM UNAWARE”
HA HA HA HA ……………………………………
HA HA HA HA …………………………………..
HA HA HA HA ………………………………….
Even before Samaritan could complete his
sentence the entire hall burst into evil maniac
laughter
“LET HIM LET HIM COMPLETE”
Alexandrine spoke
“THE CITY IS IN DEEP TROUBLE PEOPELE MIGHT
DIE
I NEED TO UMM TO SAVE THEM”
HE WAS STAMMERING AND HIS HANDS WERE
RUNNING UP AND DOWN HIS NOSE
“AND HOW TO DO THAT EXCTLY
HOW TO SAVE THEM???”
Alexandrine spoke intriguing
“KI…
KILLI…..
KILLING THEM
ACTUALLY SLAUGHTERING”
Samaritan spoke with great difficulty
“WAIT…….. DON’T UTTER A SINGLE WORD WHAT
THE HELL HAVE YOU DONE WITH MY CITY
OLD SOLDIER??
YOU HAVE DESTROYED AN ENTIRE CITY AND
NOW IS STANDING BEFORE ME SHAMELESSLY
WHAT HAVE YOU DONE”
Alexandrine was baffled, his mind could not
process what was actually going on, neither me
nor his group has ever seen him in such a state
“I DON’T HAVE TIME TO TELL THAT BUT
REMEMBER WE ONLY HAVE NEARBY 24 HOURS”
Samaritan was now a bit normal he spoke in a low
tone with head held low
“YOUR VOICE MAKES ME SICK SLAUGHTERING
THE ENTIRE CITY IN A DAY
WHY DON’T YOU JUST BOMB THE ENTIRE CITY
ALL DIED AT ONCE
OR WAIT POISON THEM MIX IT THE CENTRAL
WATER SUPPLYLINE
JUST DON’T GIVE THOSE CLICHÉ ANSWERS THAT
BOMBING WILL SPREAD
CONTIGIOUSNESS THROUGHOUT THE WORLD
OR POISONING WILL SPREAD THROUGHOUT THE
WATER NICHE
ANYWAYS I AM GONNA DIE TOMMOROW AND
MEANWHILE I WANT TO KILL YOU
I WANNA TORTURE YOU
VERY BADLY”
It seemed that Alexandrine will just collapse while
speaking, he was panting
“YOU WON’T DIE CAUSE YOU LIVE
UNDERGROUND UNAFFECTED FROM OUTER
ENVIRONMENT THAT’S WHY I HAVE COME TO
YOU
NEITHER ME,
YOU CAN TORTURE ME FOR ETERNITY BUT
PLEASE HELP ME NOW KILLIN THEM”
Spoke Samaritan
“WHY DON’T YOU JUST DO IT YOURSELF WHY
INVOLVING US
WAIT I UNDERSTAND YOU WANNA GET OUT OF
HERE AS SOON AS POSSIBLE
IT MIGHT BE SOMETHING RELATED TO YOUR
SON
YOU DESTROYED EVERYTHING AND NOW
WANNA ESCAPE”
His face was red as he spoke, he was precipitating
in winter poor Alexandrine
“I DIDN’T ESCAPE
I COULD HAVE EASILY WENT OFF BUT…..
I AM STILL HERE DANGERING MY SON’S LIFE
SO THAT PEOPLE CAN DIE
DIE PEACEFULLY………
AN”
Samaritan was speaking in momentum until
Alexandrine spoke
“HMM
DIE PEACEFULLY???
WHAT DO YOU MEAN PEACEFULLY
BY SLAUGHTERING THEM”
Alexandrine burst into laughter listening
Samaritan’s irony, controlling his laughter he
further spoke...
“SAMARITAN YOU ARE THE WORST
HOW EXACTLY YOU WILL LIVE KNOWING WHAT
HAVE YOU DONE
I UNTERSTAND THAT YOU ARE A GOOD MAN,
YOU WILL HAVE GUILT, WILL THAT MATTER
WILL YOUR PTSD OR DEPRESSION GONNA
AFFECT YOU
NO DEFINETELY NOT…
YOU MIGHT KILL YOURSELF BUT IT NOT ABOUT
YOU
ITS ABOUT YOUR SON
YOU WILL PROTECT HIM; YOU WILL HAVE HAPPY
MOMENTS”
Samaritan’s haptics were expressing his
nervousness regarding flow of time which was
relatively faster but Samaritan kept on speaking
“YOU KNOW SAMARITAN YOU TRY AND SAVE
ONE DAY
NEXT DAY YOU ARE UNAFFECTED,
FEW YEARS BACK YOU USED TO SELL ELECTICITY
THAT WAS USED TO CHARGE OUR EQUPIMENTS
WHICH AIDED
US TO FILM MURDERS,
YOU NEVER CARED TO CHECK
YOU WANT EVERYONE TO BELIEVE THAT WE ARE
THE VILLAINS
ARE WE????
TELL
ARE WE
IF WE SAY THAT
THE STATE AND SOCIETY IS ROTTEN AND
CORRUPTED
KILLING THE WEAK IS LAW OF NATURE
WE CATALYSE EVOLUTION
DO WE
ARE WE VILLAINS????”
Alexandrine shrieked and everyone including
Samaritan was scared. Samaritan stood there
pleading and trying to convince them and they
came to an agreement, spoons had agreed to help
Samaritan cause this was the last time they could
do they there favourite task but they had few
conditions like not using anaesthesia before
slaughtering so they can please their ears by cries,
which offcourse Samaritan had agreed. All of
them gathered with their equipment.
Knock Knock…..
“WE ARE HERE TO KILL YOU SO KINDLY PLEAD
BEFORE US”
“WHAT???”
Even before the person could reply, a sharp axe
crunches a bone joint and we hear noise of the
wind, the hand has been massacred they went on
to torture everyone, since I am not a sadist I won’t
and can’t give you a detailed account.
On the other hand, Samaritan was carrying out his
task of slaughtering all, meanwhile he was
checking for their toxins level while they were
etherized. He realized that time was less, hence
he changed his strategy he sticked to screening
kids, who have thymus and only 78.55% infection
rate. Actually, torturing of split spoons had given
him time to screen schools He saved children,
although he could not save them all but he did his
best. The time wasted in screening was
compensated by mercilessly killing others without
screening.
On the other hand, spoons were doing there bit
happily and finally there was peace, silence, and
blood
No man, no woman, no cry.
The scene cuts, Samaritan and spoons were
standing opposite to each other while alexandrine
spoke
“THE CITY WAS MY HOME, MY CHILD, YOU TOOK
EVERYTHING FROM ME. YOU WILL GO FROM
HERE
WHAT ABOUT US , YOU KNOW WE NEED
POPULATION TO FEED, TO KILL, TO HELP, TO
UPLIFT
WE HELPED YOU BUT HOW ARE WE GONNA LIVE
HOW ??”
Samaritan was smart he had beforehand
calculated the entire scenario, he knew that if left
alone spoons will extend to other cities, wherever
they go, they kill. Hence it was important to
sustain them, for this he had left a few healthy
individuals, few to live on whims of split spoons,
he also promised that he will provide a few
children every 5 years when they were mature,
spoons agreed, Alexandrine was satisfied but still
there was something missing, there desire to
torture Samaritan was still poignant
Samaritan left, along with his son and all those
children along with account details of all, few
years later when rain had washed the bloodshed,
Samaritan sent a batch of kids to Split spoons.
One day a blast occurred and boom, it killed
everyone in spoons, one of those kids was a
suicide bomber. Later that evening Samaritan
went and gathered the entire wealth (jewellery,
stocks, bonds) and came back
THE
END
EPILOGE-
TODAY WE CELEBRATE THE 100TH
ANNIVERSARY OF THIS GREAT CITY WHICH
HAD HELPED THE WORLD THROUGH ITS
INNOVATIONS AND INTEGRITY. BEHIND ME
STANDS THE STATUE OF THE PIONEER OF
THIS CITY, FATHER OF THE NATION
“SAMARITAN”
Using the money Samaritan established a
welfare state, he provided education for all,
ensured healthcare, scientific temper. He
worked hard day and night and converted a
barren land to the cradle of second
renaissance. All the children grew to become
eminent individuals. The state was a utopian
state and it leaped a second stage of
evolution.
But who was Samaritan
A father?
A hero ??
Or
A villain????
Samaritan
will return
Note from the writer
SO, WHEN MY STORY WAS HALF COMPLETE I
WAS PONDERING ON ITS LOOSE POINTS, I
FIGURED OUT SPLIT SPONS AND SAMARITAN
RESEMBLE JUSTICE LEAUGE STORY ARC.
BUT BELIEVE ME I HAVE NOT COPIED THEM.
IF YOU FEEL THIS STORY WASTED YOUR TIME,
SORRY.
I LL BE BACK WITH BETTER
