ELT212 (Chapter 5: Twisting Life)

                         It was 9.30 pm. But the street at south was empty. As time elapse, the guard and people from tribe ELT became impatient. It passed 12 midnight. A man appeared at the south street and ran towards the castle. The man was invited into the castle. Not long afterward, Elliot and Acken were summoned by the chief. In the lounge, the man was no longer there. The chief sat on the armchair next to the stained glass window and asked Elliot to sit at the opposite armchair.

“We are going to have a long talk.”

“…” , Elliot sat quietly after hesitate for a while. Why did he need me?  Is he going to tell me my mission for being sent by ‘him’ now? Had something bad happened to The North Pack?

“… Elliot, like what he said, the catastrophe is coming. The North Pack’s people are attacked by the disease; this is not a normal disease.”

“Sir, do you have any clue?”

“The last word left by the victims before their demise was the same… they said, it was from the death.”

“Did they mean the virus was from the death?”

“Maybe, but one thing you must know, the body of the death was burned into ashes after 12 midnight. There shouldn’t be any bacteria left behind. The only explanation was… their soul. Elliot, you have to solve this no matter what method you choose.”

“…” Ghost!

“In return, I will answer your questions.” The chief said with a big grin like Cheshire cat.

“Who is he, the one that form 212 and send me here? How can I go back?”

“He has the same name as yours, Elliot, both of you look alike, especially your endless questioning and blonde hair… He was a friend of mine at those day, but he left not long after his family died in 212. No one knew where he had gone. Sorry Elliot, I don’t know how to send you back, but as long as you finish the task given by him, I’m sure you can meet him.”

“Why did he invent such a cruel rule like 212?”

“Elliot, don’t get wrong impression of him… He didn’t do it for his own pleasure, he did it for all of us… Our world is too crowded… The population of people grew rapidly and our food sources were getting lesser because of natural disaster. In those years, many died of hunger. Since we cannot balance up the food chain, then we had to cut down the population. This was what we thought at first… In the beginning, we killed the criminal in prison but it is not enough. The growing of population was much more and faster than those we had killed. Hunger makes people gone wild. At last, the resident was in chaos. They fought over food. Small quarrel grew bigger and bigger… and then it became war. They fought days and nights with no time. The explosion of the residents in enduring anxiety and fear caused confusion in their mental state. They started to lose memory of their own self and lose the ability to recognize their own family. We chiefs from north and south tribes can’t do anything to stop the war. That was the time when 212 was invented by ‘Elliot’. He was a shepherd during that time, travel from one kingdom to another, a homeless wanderer, probably because of the experiences he learned during travel, he came up with the idea of 212, we calculated the numbers of people that we have to kill in order to overcome the hunger crisis and set up the time of killing. According to the calculation, we need 10 years.” Years! I thought I’ll never hear of this again. “After that, we started the rule, the crisis was died off as time passed, but we, the murderer was getting weaker at memorizing date and year…What we cared for is 212, we kept paying attention at the clock, waiting for the time of killing comes. Day by day, we forgot about date and year. We became a murderer that drenched with blood, we don’t find the cruelness in killing. One day, the family of ‘Elliot’ came to our tribe to find a safer shelter… One night, his family was all being killed during 212. He left without a word. And people guess that he might be feeling guilty for inventing 212 which caused the death of his family, so he left. After he left, the crisis in other kingdom became more serious day by day. People was suffered from hunger. At last, the rule was followed by the other kingdom. When time elapses, our kingdom grew bigger and bigger, the world ELT was formed at that time.”  

                  There was a moment of silence after the talk finished. Elliot went to the room to rest. That night, he dreamed about the old man again.

“Elliot, I believe you had heard about the catastrophe, use the item that I gave you last time to finish the disaster…”

“Wait, you didn’t gave me any item…”, Elliot cried and awake from his dream.

 

独生女

相信大家都有这种经验吧，在和朋友聊天时常会问到这个问题，你有兄弟姐妹吗？

“我是独生女”，这是我的答案。

听了回答后，他们给我的答案，好像至今只有三种。

第一，  真好啊独生女，不用抢东西，也不会吵。

第二，  你不会寂寞吗？

第三，  我也是独生女。（目前只有一个人对我说过）

有兄弟姐妹的感觉是怎样呢？

家里每天都会热闹吗？

可以和他们一起玩闹吗？

如果有哥哥的话，他会和我玩吗？还是可能会常说些难听的话呢？

如果是姐姐的话，我们可以一起说心事吗？还是会与她的“好姐妹”煲电话粥呢？（煲电话粥，这华文可以用吗？？）

如果是弟弟或妹妹呢？那我就可以看到婴儿长大了！可是我会被嫌太年长而失去了成为玩伴的资格吗!?

会开心吗？

还是会因为抢玩具或是为了些芝麻绿豆的小事吵起来呢？

老实说，我很难想象。

至于身为独生女会不会寂寞。。。

我并没有特别的印像。

我的童年生活过得挺普通。

甚少出门的我一整天的日程好像都只是，上课，在妈妈的监视下写作业（那时她的语气真的很可怕，想不到更合适的字了），洗澡（拿梳子和勺子在浴间自个儿嬉戏，常玩的应该是游泳比赛）。。。

不过我也有娱乐时间哦。晚上是电影观看时段。不过如果早些把作业写完，下午我就可以看电视了。 （不过是播放光碟那种，所以每次看后都心痒痒的，结局分明就在眼前的光碟里，但是休息时间却到了！没办法，只好在明天时努力点，早点写完作业   T  T  可能是童年阴印。。。所以现在不管多疲倦，我总会看完电影才肯休息）

不过如果说到儿时玩伴，我倒是有个像“姐姐”一样的玩伴。虽然忘记了我们玩过什么，但是那时真的很开心。（不过我们老是闯祸就是了）所以好想对那位“姐姐”说，谢谢你。

这就是我的童年，就像日常篇一样，十年如一日。

（Picture taken from Google.）

ELT (Chapter 4: The First Night And His Life In The World)

                      After leave the lounge, Elliot and Acken went into an unused room that has neither furniture nor any decorative item. There was only a window in the room that faced north. The boys sat next to each other under the window. It’s finally 9.20 pm. Elliot started to feel uneasy looking at the empty street. It is finally the time. The street at south begun to crowd with people which was heading toward the castle. There were two groups of people in the street. “The south group of people are from our tribe and the nouth is known as The North Pack”, the steady looking boy finally broke the silence after they entered the room. Not far than a mile from the castle, something captured Elliot’s eyes. A man from north group who holding an axe and walked closer to the south group. “What is he…” The man raised his hand with the axe in his hand and chop down a HUMAN’S HEAD.  Elliot drew his eyes away from the windows. Elliot began to talk to Acken after a moment of silence. Through their conversation, Elliot discovered that the tribe ELT was known as the most intelligent tribe in the world because they invented 212. Elliot found out that the chief was the only one who had the key for him to know the identity of the man who sent him travel through time. The war ended at 12 midnight. That was the Elliot’s first night in the world ELT. 

After a few weeks of tranquil life under the surveillance of Acken , Elliot begun to get used to the world ELT. He was acquainted with a few people including Acken, Nomy, which was a farmer and a trader called Zoick. Their world in the day was just as simple as the ancient century in his previous world. Most of the people living there were farmers. Compared to smith, farmer had higher social status as they produced livestock which allowed the people in world ELT to get through winter. In the day, the farmers raised livestock and planted crops. There was a market near the tribe ELT’s castle. Weapons, clothes, containers and foods were sold there. Elliot had the liberty to do whatever he wants before 212. The falling of dusk brought the freedom of Elliot to the end and marked the beginning of cruelness.  

                           Everything was still the same since Elliot came to this world. He went outside the castle loitering around the market and went to the lush-green meadow for a long walk. Sometimes, he helped the farmers to do their work in prairie. Someday, he just lay still on the field and stared at the blue sky. No schooling, no homework and no mother nagging. It wasn’t that bad to live here as long as it isn’t during 212. In the night, he stayed in the room with Acken. Acken always sat near to the window while Elliot always sats far away from the window. Sometime they talked and sometimes they don’t. But his life was starting to twist again on that night. 

(Written by Otter Cancerdog, edited by Kiarie)