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Topic: Ow! (01/07/10)
TITLE: MUFFLED SCREAMS
By Colin Swann
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The document he was being pressured to sign was now splattered with his blood, but he could still just make out the heading: 'ANDRON DIABLOS CONTINO', and the sub heading: 'LORD of PLANET EARTH'.
Again he was ordered: “SIGN IT!” Struggling to verbalise his dissent he feebly shook his head in defiance.
A flash memory of his father chopping wood mirrored the sight of the rifle forcefully coming down on the chopping block. Ow! He winced as he felt the intense pain from the crushed hand that now compounded his physical agony. Lord, how can I bear this? Please help me! He tried to visualise the sufferings of the Cross, but failed.
It was strange that memories of his father were becoming so real in his hazy consciousness – he pictured him dragging the wood sack to the store shed and roughly swinging it in. Jacob hit the floor and wall of his cell with great force. He felt sharp pains as he suddenly struck the hard unyielding barriers: Ooh! - Ow! - Help! The soldiers angrily slammed shut his cell door – he shuffled trying to find some relief, but found none.
In his conscious spells Jacob relived the events of the past days. He remembered how it had all happened with unbelievable speed. All media, banks and the military were announced as now being controlled by the new glorious Global Government, which was headed by the esteemed Andron Diablos Contino. Only Satan's minions could have hatched and implemented such a plot.
The Elitos Society, with its all male membership, had been hiding for centuries within another all male secret society and unbeknown to lesser members was biding its time to bring into being Satan's final plans.
Jacob had been roughly dragged off because of his leadership of an Anti-Global Government demonstration and incarcerated. He lay there on the cold dismal cell floor thinking how they had promised him full access to all his finances, which were now tied into a cashless society, if he would renege on his position.
At the beginning they had presented an introductory note for Jacob to consider – part of it read: Sign your allegiance to the Most High Lord of Planet Earth and receive the Lord's gift within your body as a key to a long and prosperous life under his Lordship. Knowing that only willing subjects would receive this gift had enlightened Jacob. He realised that he would not have to receive the mark of the beast by force; however, he now shuddered at the thought of long unruly queues of ignorant people unwittingly receiving the 666 micro chip into their bodies.
After what seemed to him like days without food and water Jacob was dragged out into the prison exercise compound. A wall of sandbags framed a lone firing squad post. He felt his heartbeat painfully pounding against his bruised rib case. Ow! Oh no! They're going to shoot me.
Then his heart sank to the pit of his stomach as he looked over to a wailing crowd - his eyes eventually focusing on his heartbroken family, all huddled together horrified at his appearance and what was about to happen to him. Main trouble makers were also obliged to attend the execution. This is what happens to traitors! The new regime was determined to quash all dissent in order to avoid mass executions.
A smart officer read out his offence from a parchment scroll: Jacob Jordon you are guilty of high treason for refusing to renounce your God in favour of the true Lord of the Earth the esteemed Andron Diablos Contino. I hereby pronounce the sentence of death by firing squad.
Three soldiers quickly marched forward - stood to attention – presented arms – positioned their weapons for firing, then the commanding officer gave the order:-
Jacob's broken body slumped forward and finally found its release from torment.
The guns of the three marksmen had made one loud simultaneous blast. In the history of mankind this became the starting pistol for the 'Great Tribulation'.
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