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I adjusted the webcam. The three-legged stool and the suspended rope came into view behind me in the dark and boarded-up room.
Ticking impatiently, the clock on the peeling wall urged me to hurry. I ambled back and stared into the camera lens. My weary eyes were hooded, glazed like a shell without a spirit.
Scanning the darkness, I shut my eyes momentarily, listening to the distant din of a once-bustling city. A pang of ache pierced through my chest as disturbing memories flooded my dismal mind.
I flew open my bloodshot eyes with a stifled groan, a burning tear trickled down my sunken cheeks devoid of colour.
“If you’re seeing this video, that means… that means I’ve hanged myself on the rope you see behind me. You won’t find me. You can’t. There’ll be nothing left of me by the time the authorities reach my liquified body.
“And… and if you’re asking me why I’m doing this, the only way I can answer this question is—hold on, someone’s calling me.”
After pointing the camera lens upwards, I reached into the desk drawer and took out my phone. The screen flickered on and bathed the room in a soft and luminous light.
I hesitated. As I was about to pick up the call, the ringing came to an abrupt stop. In the end, it was all for the better.
I received a message shortly after. It was from my sister, Aisha: “You should be here.”
My hands trembled. I turned off the phone and put it away as I choked back the bitter tears and leaned against the cluttered desk. Yes, I should be there. But I couldn’t bring myself to do that.
Wiping my bloodshot eyes and forcing a smile, I returned to the camera and readjusted it.
“Sorry ‘bout that, folks. Anyway, the reason I’m doing this is simple.” I paused deliberately. “It’s because this fucked up world is a goddamn hellhole! Where are we headed, even? Children are seen as commodities, as sexual objects by the very elite who support children’s rights! Some murdered in the name of democracy, burned alive in a killing spree, and doomed to be human shields by those committing genocide!
“In a world where the most vulnerable are seen as a means to get sexual satisfaction, why would anyone care about a few thousand getting murdered, bombed, singed, mutilated, and raped in a faraway country? No one! I tell you, no one! I- I don’t understand it, all right, it’s fucked up! I mean, what kinds of monsters do this to something- something as precious, as innocent as a child?
“Do you still believe in the lies being forced down your throats by someone so deranged that he fucks his own teacher, by a pervert who’s part of a damn sex ring for paedophiles, or by those who are so deep into the mud of corruption that they’ll turn a blind eye to the suffering of the vulnerable and the helpless without batting an eye? I can’t. I just… I just can’t, you know? I…”
I couldn’t go on. The words choked on my throat. I nibbled on my lower lip, biting so hard that it bled and snapped me back to reality.
“Today’s… today’s my niece’s birthday. She was supposed to turn five, she was… But you know what? She’s dead, that kid, she… It’s her funeral, I- I should be there with her… But look at me! Instead, I’m trying to reason with a bunch of ignorant people, who trust a guy who thinks with his dick, a senile man who rapes children, and some other pieces of shit who think they’re above the law!
“You know what else is fucked up? Just a few weeks ago, I heard they took my grandparents and forced them into a double-decker bus! You know, the ones we never hear of in the news but everyone knows they appear from nowhere and collect people from all parts of the world for some crazy ass experiment? But shits get crazier, I tell you. The experiments, they…”
A bitter laughter escaped from my parched lips. I couldn’t help it. Just the thought of what lingered on the tip of my tongue was enough to drive me up the wall.
“They’re trying to make a new world order where the most vulnerable do not exist! The old, the chronically sick, the disabled, the immigrants, and the mentally unstable… There’ll be no more of them.
“Why? Because they cost money, because the elite, those same motherfuckers who rape children and support a bloodthirsty regime murdering what they see as mere objects, do not want to waste tax money on those kinds of people, that’s why!
“Do you know how many victims of serial killers would’ve lived if those bastards just went along with their demons and committed suicide when they realised how messed up they were? It sounds so easy, I know, like an easy way out, but the shit your brain does to survive is real. That’s how human monsters become a thing.
“But I’m not here to- to talk about those things. I’m just… just tired, I guess? And if you’re listening, I dunno, seeing this right now, then I want you to know that this is the best I can do to turn back the clock. Hell, I don’t even know if it’ll work, but- but I want to bet on the good in people for once, you know?
“I’m dying so you can see the truth for what it is and change the world before paedophiles, goat-fuckers, and necrophiles are perceived as sexual minorities and rule this messed-up world.
“And for God’s sake, don’t worship me like I’m some kind of Messiah! I’m just human, just like you, a living and breathing piece of shit, who failed to protect his own niece from those… Goddamnit! I- I’ll make sure my death isn’t a waste of time! I’ll make sure the world sees the madness that’s happening!”
I got up on the stool and tied the rope around my neck, tightening it as much as I could before I shifted my focus back to the camera lens.
“This is not some fucking manifesto, all right, this is my call to action! This, ladies and gentlemen, is the closest to anarchy it’ll ever get. And when I go down, I’ll drag those pieces of shit with me.”
The stool fell sideways to the grating floorboards. Time stood still as my brain and failing body fought to stay alive. The chilling groans and the sprawling feet lasted for a few minutes and then ceased for good.
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