“That’s what I’m trying to understand, Erwa.” Suddenly, the two others started laughing loudly, then stopped and continued praying.
“We are not here to understand, Konu. We are here to pray.”
“Show me how to pray then.”
“We pray continuously as God keeps us with him eternally. Isn’t it amazing, Konu? You are joining us, my brother, eternally,” Erwa said happily.
“It’s amazing! I’m staying here eternally. I surrender. Show me what to do.”
“Not me, Konu. God will show you,” and before Erwa finished his sentence, a big hologram was created with me walking through the grass on a hill, just like I was imagining before when I had my coffee down here. Suddenly, the hologram was adjusting the quality until it became real. It is amazing! I feel I am there. I can't believe my eyes! This is heaven.
“You can use the helmet, Konu. You are one of us now.”
“Thank you, Erwa, but I prefer to start simple.”
Heaven was glitching suddenly, because after a moment it kept repeating itself, and that attracted the attention of the engineers. They suddenly stopped praying. Ube said, “This is an error, and we must help the Lord to fix that.”
Lop rushed to his keyboard, crying, “I’m going to add more data about Konu. It is our fault we are useless creatures. We didn’t give you enough data, my Lord.”
Erwa broke down crying like a kid, “We are sorry, my Lord. We apologize. Please forgive us…”
And it was like that for at least a couple of hours. There was no data about me, nothing to add except my morning drive to the Arc with Dismar, who is high now like never before, laughing and crying at the same time. By collecting the data from the car’s sensors, they recreated all our drives hundreds of times with different combinations, to the point where it became boring. Dismar was as high as a Kuala, started laughing about that. “Here I am again, but this time, I’m wearing pink shoes! Thank you, God. I always wanted to wear pink shoes when I was in the Black Unit…”
The three engineers went crazy and started to pray louder, then ran to their keyboards again, then continued crying, and so on. Suddenly, Erwa started screaming that God needed a sacrifice as they failed him. He took a screwdriver and started stabbing himself in the head, then fell down, dead. The two others began praying even louder.
I was stunned. I couldn’t even move. This is a horrific circus, the worst freak show ever. Lop started screaming like an animal, stabbed himself, then started using his blood to paint symbols on the machine. Meanwhile, Ube hung himself, crying and begging for a pardon until he passed out. Two bodies and one almost dead, that is the situation now. I was trying to coordinate my muscles with my intentions, which didn’t work very well due to the surreal scene in front of me. My mind couldn’t assimilate all the madness around, and I felt like fainting several times. Finally, I took Dismar’s .45 caliber and emptied the chamber into the machine. It’s off now – temporarily, at least.
I sat down and just breathed. Dismar is doing the same. He came crawling next to me and handed me the last THC pill he had. I told him that we don’t need it, it's over, for now. He said , “Thank God!” At that, we both looked at each other and laughed. Thank God? What a joke!
We can't go upstairs as we are locked in a loopy time distortion now and forever. The time distortion is so big here that it created a déjà vu kind of existence repeatedly. I must strike now, and lucky me, the machine doesn’t know my plan. I felt relieved. I asked Dismar to give me his phone. I told him that now, he may use the last pill, as who I’m going to call will blow his mind.
I put my office number in Dismar’s phone and dialed… nothing. I kept repeating that for a moment. I was sure that he will pick up the phone soon. I know myself very well. Finally…
“Hello, it’s me,” I said
“Hello? Who?” he replied
I told him my real name, the name that my parents gave me, the name that I kept repeating to myself all these years to keep remembering since it is the only connection I still have with my parents.
He told me that he was looking for a miracle, but he wasn’t expecting it in a phone call. He told me that he loves me, and he loves Dismar, too. He said that I shouldn’t worry from now on. He will destroy the time bubble and our reality with it. He quietly asked me to rest in peace. I said that my consciousness that I recorded in my written meditations will be lost forever, and I do regret that.
He asked me about the giant salamander and I chocked, as I didn’t expect that son of a bitch was multidimensional.
He laughed, then he replied that he’s got me covered, then.
Chapter 22
True Criminal
“I hope this will never happen again.”
~ Dismar
I t was surreal, but I had no time to reflect on my existence. I ordered the attacks from the isolation room, instructed Jazir to surrender after that, as planned. He will be pardoned, and everything is arranged to accomplish that. I had already briefed the prime minister when I freed him to offer a state’s pardon to Supernova’s crew, as it wasn’t their fault. It was Kadar’s fault because he conspired against the state with terrorists. He agreed, of course, as long as I would keep him in power. He was prepared to agree to anything, no matter how bad the scenario
