Revelation

It was a town full of tragedies. Each and every family of this town had lost at least one member of their family. You could hear someone crying each time you left your house. Each house was located at a distance of hundred miles from each other. Not an inch more or less than hundred miles. All the houses were painted black with tainted windows and a brown chimney from which smoke use to emit everyday at 2:00 am. It was like a daily ritual for the whole town. Girls were not allowed to go out of their houses ever in their lives. If a girl was seen out of their doorstep than the town guards slashed their throats. Their bodies were dumped into the well near the Arrington church. All the men in this town did farming of marijuana. There was no corruption in this town. Now the name of the town as you all know is sunset town but back then it was called “west burn town”. I was from a town not so far from west burn town but there was river called “black Sand River” which acted as a divider between the two towns. But there was unsaid mutual understanding between the two towns. We never entered in their town and they never came here. But on the other hand no one even dared enter the black sand river. There was a reason behind that name. It looked like normal water when a part of the river but when someone tried to hold it in their palms it turned black.
Then came the day when I saw a body floating in the black sand river. I was the one who saved that girl. That day changed everything. I knew that she was from west burn town and I also knew that if anyone came to know about her they would kill her at that very moment. So I kept her in a cave not so far from the black sand river. She was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen in my life. Her eyes were amber in color and there was that calmness that you could feel in your heart whenever looked at her. I knew that even if she told me drive a sword down my throat I would done that without even hesitating for a second. I had heard about a place named India where there were snake charmers who hypnotized the snakes and made them do whatever they wanted. She was like one of those snake charmers.
Three days later my whole town was destroyed. No living being survived that catastrophe except for me. Till this day I have no idea why she left me? Why didn’t she just kill me? I never saw her again. I wanted answers. So I crossed the black sand river. West burn town was not a place made for humans. I cannot even describe how horrible that town was. The sky was different seemed closer than usual as if like a gaping hole which would one day absorb everyone in its vicinity. I stayed away from the town for four days. I thought I could figure out the mystery behind this town in four days but finally I realized that it will take me a century to dig the secrets buried in this place. All the things were odd about this town. Every night at 2:00 am smoke use to come out of each and every chimney that existed in west burn town. I never saw a single human in four days. West burn town was destroyed too All the houses were black with a goat tethered outside each and every house tied to a red colored rope. Each and every door was marked by the alphabet “s” with smoke rising from the alphabet and forming a devil’s face. Marks were hand drawn with blood. They were very old as the color of the blood had changed to black. Same phrase was seen on each and every door which read,


“The goats are the seed of Satan, and the Sheep are God's elect“


Two days later I reached the Arrington church. I crossed the black sand river reached west burn town for answers and finally found some. Not a day goes by when I don’t regret my decision. But as we all know curiosity killed the cat. Arrington church was like no other church I had ever seen. There were no graven images of Jesus. There was just an image of a woman giving birth to a baby. But the newborns head was missing. There was just an orb shining above its neck.


I will put enmity between thee and the woman, and between thy seed and her seed; it shall bruise thy head, and thou shall bruise his heel."


I always thought that the seed of the woman from which antichrist could rise was spiritual. It was never physical. But I was wrong. She had already given birth. Till this date I have no idea how I knew that the birth had taken place but it had. That’s why no woman was ever allowed to go out as the people of west burn knew long time back that the seed of a woman from which antichrist would rise would be physical. And they were proved right. There is heaven or earth anymore. Antichrist rose that day and so did his seeds.


"Who is a liar but he that denieth that Jesus is the Christ? He is antichrist that denieth the Father and the Son."

Neverville

It was damp, dark and full of evil. It never rested in peace. It was full of incomplete emotions. It was a town full of remorse and pain. They gave it the name ‘Neverville’. Neverville was so dark that even light couldn’t penetrate it. You could hear children crying, women beaten up, men shouting and abusing, slashing of throats, small girls crying for help, an elderly suffocating, women being raped, children being cut into pieces. It could never sleep. No one lived there not in the present. There was so much anger breathing, living within it that it was impossible for anyone to not only live but even stare at it for more than three seconds. Neverville was surrounded by oak trees from all sides. There was a large rusty gate which was so huge that it penetrated the clouds. That gate never ended and it was bounded by chains which had huge silver spikes poking out of it. There was an encryption written on that gate, which read,

“Here lies the heart of remorse and the pulse of pain. Touched by the souls of hundreds of people it breathes”

Work Of A Genious

He could touch the souls of people by his mind and tell whether it was black or white. He never gave any reasons, no elaborate answers just black or white. I still don’t know why people use to go there and why did I go in the first place but the truth is not a day goes by when I don’t regret my decision. Some memories become hazy with time but this was not an ordinary memory. It didn’t bring any change; hell you can say it destroyed me forever.
White was the word that came out of his mouth. I asked him again, told him that I think he made a mistake. He didn’t say anything not even a single word. I knew just looking into his eyes that this was his final answer and that you should leave him alone and never comeback. I never came back.
There was no need to come back. This was the last time he gave his verdict to anyone. I killed him. He laid there covered in his own dirty blood. His eyes were still open and they were looking at me. Still the answer was white. I stabbed him again and again and again. The answer never changed. It never will.
In my 40 years of life I committed not even a single crime. I was a good son, husband and a father. Never tried smoking, drinking, gambling to the point where I went bankrupt to help my relatives.
I worked hard. Each and every hour of my college life was dedicated to just one thing. I wanted to become a pilot. I wanted to touch the sky free like a bird. I could never become one. Dream once shattered cannot be fulfilled again. So I killed him. There was no relation between me killing him and not able to fulfill my dream. I thought why not give the black soul a try.

“Don’t kill a man. Kill his dream. He won’t die but there would be suffering for life”