Chapter Four

Part Four

Police Headquarters

(Oh hateful in my country, you are not welcome)

"Who are you! ... I ask you while I'm patient with you still.

Answer if any of you invaders still produce men.

Who do you think you are to confine me, to besiege me in my homeland... impossible!

If you do not answer, then take my advice, you coward... truly, there's no room...

You won't deprive me of my home to sleep soundly while I, alas...

Weep for my country, asking forgiveness from it."

The sun reached its zenith, its heat at its peak, its rays reflected on the metal surface of the car moving slowly in front of the surrounding area, drawing the cautious attention of security guards, their numbers increasing as they summoned additional human force. But this posed no threat to the person behind the wheel...

Their sense of danger fueled the young man sitting at the wheel like he was sitting on pins and needles, barely able to contain his impatience, giving his utmost effort in this mission...

The car's speed increased, officers raising their weapons trying to get a clear view of their target, and when that failed, they began shooting randomly, unsure which stray bullets hit and how many missed. Their strategy followed the 'shoot first, ask questions later' mantra.

"Stop the car and step out with your hands up... I repeat, stop the car and surrender."

"You have no right to give me orders while you're in my homeland."

His direct statement and lofty tone with a clear purpose were the last words his lips uttered before one side of them rose in a sideways smile. He lowered the window enough for the barrel of a gun to emerge, aimed with concentration, indifferent to the car moving without his control.

"Open fire! Don't let the car crash into the headquarters... Kill him immediately."

Those orders came from the rough voice that suddenly appeared from within the center in his official attire, then disappeared again as the situation escalated with exchanges of gunfire. None of the officers got a clear look at him, but his commanding voice left them obedient... They knew who he was.

Shards of broken glass flew onto his youthful body, inflicting varying wounds in various places, causing him to instinctively close his eyes and blindly turn the steering wheel... Followed by the car's halt after colliding with the precinct's wall.

"What are you waiting for? Drag him out of the car, immediately."

The police officers surrounding him split into two groups, one violently yanking him out of the car and throwing him to the ground, pummeling him from all sides, making him seem like prey surrounded by wild animals.

But his heart was not weak; he hadn't led himself to this point to regret it, having reached the essential execution phase.

Amidst their endless insults and heavy blows, the other group took their turn dealing with him and arrested him, leading him inside for prolonged interrogation.

"Stop, search him first before taking him inside for safety reasons."

A ghost of a smile appeared on his face as he raised his head towards them, scrutinizing them from their hair to their toes, catching his attention was one who seemed the most agitated and violent among them, provoking his anger, by not using any specific means but simply staring at him intently until the latter lost his composure.

"To whom are you looking at, you damned rebel ?"

"Try to guess the answer."

With a hint of mockery, he barely finished his sentence before the latter pushed him against the wall, blood flowing down his face from his head wounds by the impact of the blow against the hard wall and the successive violent punches.

His vision clouded before him, his head starting to lose balance, feeling shortness of breath overpowering him, not allowing him a chance to breathe under the assault. a red flag raised in his mind told him he needed to act quickly before it was too late.

"We've spent an unforgettable time, but it's time to bid farewell."

"What are you talking about?"

asked the colonizer interestingly.

" well, It's clear that our destination will not be the same; paradise is not a place for the unworthy."

His slim waist allowed the bomb to disappear within the folds of his clothes without any suspicion. They didn't realize what had happened until it was too late to retreat, as they listened to the faint, rhythmic sound of the ticking clock.

"Retreat! He's carrying a bomb around his waist!"

One of them shouted in panic, almost tearing his vocal cords. Officers rushed to check him, but that was the last thing their hands touched or their eyes saw before the explosion consumed them, starting with a mere spark and a hysterical laugh from the so called rebel who is walking the path of freedom.

The bomb... exploded...

Truly, it exploded and left behind a massacre, painting a canvas entirely in blood. Bodies scattered, their limbs mingling together, their corpses disfigured to the point where the eye couldn't distinguish between them anymore.

The copious blood left a nightmarish scene in broad daylight. The road, often frequented by civilians, became deserted, and the loud explosion echoed in their ears like a drumbeat, a haunting memory that even the finest liquors couldn't erase, nor could the nausea leave their stomachs, even if they were served the most delectable dishes.

They witnessed an act of revolution , which is not as cheap as rumored. It required a precious sacrifice for them to finally step onto the reality of things they were the colonizers and illegal settlers who took most parts of a land that doesn't belong to them just because their country is more powerful that it allowed this injustice to be committed by them for decades now and they lived among the real settlers for years that they almost forget this fact but now the révolu is awakening and it seems stronger than ever.

They were like wooden puppets on stage, suddenly cut off from the strings manipulating them. Things became clear to them, but most of them won't admit it. They look to the other side, saying they saw and heard nothing, simply because their lives are comfortable as they are.