THERE WAS THE CERTAIN knock on the wooden door, a foreboding of fear, a promise of extermination, and certainty of disappearance only to mention the consequences in but a diplomatic manner; three taps and a knock. A poster that hung across the sitting window, a previous warning and most likely the best advice, embodied;
Slavery is Freedom,
Ignorance is a bliss,
Rights claim is death,
Disobey and you are next.
The last line was especially gripping at the soul of man, threatening to tear it apart. One could only wish it was sarcastic or ironic or something else that differed from its blunt nature. However there was not a single else explanation;
The Kralove cult was here.
It was the home of a certain civilian who made his money as an errand boy. He had a family of four; his wife and two children and then himself. The knock did not present to him as a shocking tale nor did it catch him unaware. Earlier, before he had all the curtains down, he had looked out to see the massacre that was going on in his town. The Hoodiecut had sent a division, that is the Kralove cult, to invade their once peaceful town. And this was because of his intrusion on one of their very secretive missions. Of course, he had relocated to a safe house in a remote area after his successful mission but the safest place from the Hoodiecut was perhaps death. Or perhaps not; maybe, under the Hoodiecut reign, a twist of fate has forced man to no longer die at will or rest in peace.
At the early stages of the massacre, a thought to escape crossed this man's mind but that would only draw attention and cut their life some moments shorter.
“What are we to do?” His wife panicked. Beads of sweat had already assembled on her forehead and she held their offspring in a firm motherly grasp. The little lads and lass stared with blank eyes that screamed innocence.
At this moment, he was about to lose his head but did not - or more of a truth, could not.
“ Fret not, neither be aroused to fear,” he replied. “The lockdown mode is fully geared to assure our safety.”
His wife nodded in faint faith and he could resonate with that. In fact, he found it difficult to believe his own words, causing him a threatening internal horror that he only managed to keep within him.
There was another knock on the door but this time was followed by a shrill whistle and he knew his words of encouragement had come to nought. Great, he hadn't dared to believe in their possibility for it would have been vain.
He wished things had been different, that they had been moved to an impenetrable fortress. But perhaps, things could have been different if he had retired early or had ignored his father's dream of him becoming a detective.
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The door flew open in an instant and a frenzy of action followed; his wife gripped the children more in a bid to drag them further inside and he covered his face from the debris of impending doom.
Three gentlemen walked in (but perhaps not so gentlemanly were their works) and they were in their uniform of red overalls and white mask. Now they didn’t wear this for Christmas. There was no mistaking that this was only June. It was simply to symbolize how incredibly less virtuous they were as mercy was concerned.
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“Hradec gave one command; to come, to see and to conquer,” one of them began. “And you , of a certainty, can comprehend that.". His eyes darted to the poster and he pointed. " Or at least that had served as a level one simplified textbook for your understanding."
“Please leave my family!” The man cried out in utmost desperation. " They were not well informed of the nature nor gravity of their mission."
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“ So were some of the men you ended up with," another said. " What a family man! You seek to save your own after killing the ones who were either a father, always a son or grandson or rather a grandfather."
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ived.
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He was dragged.
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and then Add to home screen.