Immortal Puppets & the Golden Scythe

Chapter 3 

Hello, Omniscient speaking here. Please remember everyone. I can not prove or disprove the accuracy of a memory. I also can not prove that the story given to me is accurate as well. Once again, for complete clarity; I must state that memories can be forgotten, manipulated, and erased. It’s been forty-eight hours since the last memory. The story continues….

Dad! Dad! Wake up dad. Dad!! Ezekiel (Han’s Father) slowly came to his senses after forty-eight hours of sleep. He awoke to the sight of his terrified young son. His son Hans was crying and the look of complete fear was upon his face. “What happened Hans”, said Ezekiel. “Dad, it’s been forty-eight hours and something happened while you were sleep, it took mo… she’s differe…. I’m scar…!” “Slow down Hans. Take a deep breath and tell me what happened.”

“Ok, a large ship of creatures came and landed at the capital city. They said they wanted to make us an offer we couldn’t refuse. I had to see what was happening. I snuck out of the house and went to the capitol building to see them for myself. When I left, mom tried to find me. When I came back she wasn’t here. Eight hours passed and when she showed up there was something different about her. She talked differently and her movements seemed stiff. I think they did something to her.”

As Ezekiel heard his son retell this story, he started laughing. “Son, son, son. You had a bad dream. Mom is right behind you and she appears to be fine. More beautiful than usual. Son, your story seems close to the movie we watched on the projection of light last night.”

When Hans realized his dad didn’t believe him he became angry. He began to storm out of the room with a tantrum. However, just before he could leave the room, something in the atmosphere changed. He heard his dad scream for the first time in his life.

Ezekiel looked at his wife. He noticed that her eyes were completely blacked out. Maybe his eyes were playing tricks on him. The look of shock on his face grew when he believed to see small, but noticeable strings attacked to his wife. They looked so tiny, so small, hardly noticeable. What were these dark strings attacked to his wife?

Thoughts began to race through his mind. He started to believe the story that was given to him by his son. His mind began to race even faster. “Puppets, puppets, I never thought I would see the day! We’re going to be destroyed”

The thought of destruction grew stronger and stronger in his mind. In an amazement turn of emotion. Ezekiel looked up; took a deep breath and mumbled something that could not be heard. He smiled, looked at his son, and told him to leave the room. He did the same for his wife as well.

As calmly as the ocean is at night; Ezekiel stood up. Walked over to the cabinet standing in the corner of the room. Grabbed a blaster and shot himself in the head.

His wife and son rushed into the room and found his body there. As they saw his body bleeding out they threw up and passed out soon after that. Due to the sun of light not rising, no cleaners of mess could reach the house. Hans and his mom were forever in turmoil after that….

Hello, everyone. It’s Omniscient again. I hate to inform you but the following memory has been researched and has found only to be 61% accurate. I am still trying to analyze which parts of the memory are accurate. Once again, memories can be forgotten, manipulated, and erased. I will give you more details in the next chapter….

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Chapter 4

A Saddening Discovery

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