There was mess all around and I laid restless there striving for life.
My blood made my body still . It rebelled and could no longer move . I was still not ready to accept death waiting for some miracle.
There was the glow of a bright white light. 'Angels of death have come ', I cried. But then with a subconscious mind I heard Samuel calling out to me. 'Too late!' I remarked.
Samuel's voice started fainting and I felt the carrying by those lil angelic devils.
'Was I in hell? ' seeing the black arena, I wondered. I saw a familiar humanoid bot coming towards me.I had no idea what was going to happen . Would I be crashed out again?
With its bloodshot eyes ,it set a foamy beam of light . This time, it was foamy in the real sense of the word. It healed all my wounds.
Shortly I saw Samuel standing in front of me. He asked me to push down a joystick . As I did so, we were in another hall, where walls displayed the scenes of war b/w Syrisia and Japanil. The soldiers were dying . there was death and destruction everywhere.
I saw in them a glimpse of my own suffering. I turned in dismay. There was a smaller screen which pictured me dealing a contract with the Syrisian govt.
Tears welled up my eyes. Never before did I feel burdened with so much guilt and agony.
I betrayed my country and my people . I put those innocent lives in danger.
I was getting it now.
Samuel was the brother of a Japanil army soldier who lost his life in d war.
It was done to teach me a lesson, to make me understand the pain of a soldier who accepts death with open arms .
"War is a terrible thing. Respect those who sacrifice their lives,love and family for ours"
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