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Max & John C Wright Maryphobia and How It Hurts Christianity

Despite what you may believe, the vast majority of Non-Catholic Christians have the same or nearly the same view of the Virgin Mary. A minority of Protestants—and not even all Protestants—have at least a confusion, if not hostility, to the Mother of Jesus-Who-Is-God, the Queen in the line of David to the King who is Jesus. We contend that hostility towards the Virgin Mary is one of the main issues dividing Christians—and urge other Christians, as well as non-Christians even, to try to at least appreciate what we see and understand what the Saints, and the Queen of the Saints, are all about, to those who love them.

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Godzilla King of the Monsters: A Review

If you love Classic Japanese Monsters and Monster Battles then you are in for a world of chaotic wonder.

As someone who watched the original 1964 “Mothra vs Godzilla” and “Ghidorah the Three Headed Monster,” the new “Godzilla King of the Monsters” is a MAJOR recommendation. (Be warned there will be some spoilers in this review.)

My top three Kaiju (Japanese for Strange Beast or in English layman’s terms Giant Japanese Monsters) are King Ghidorah, Mothra and the titular Godzilla. As someone who really likes the aforementioned monsters,  Legendary Pictures did a brilliant job portraying these creatures, not only in sound and creature design by making iconic the cries/roars sound like they came from an actual beast and giving the Kaiju designs a more realistic look but also referencing the original designs from their debut films. However where they really shined was in the music, in the characterizations and in the thematic elements.

King Ghidorah is a powerful and menacing beast and considered to be a creature that meant the destruction of civilization. Being not of this world, just as he was in his debut film “Ghidorah the Three Headed Monster” where he had come as a meteorite to do unto earth what he had done to the Venusian civilization, although here it was stated through exposition that he was an extraterrestrial invasive species instead of being shown he was. Another thing I noticed about him is in the aforementioned film his three heads possessed only linear thought. However in “Godzilla King of the Monsters” while his heads are unified as an apex predator they each have a subtle unique personality, especially with one of the head’s liking to proverbially and literally play with its food with the central head acting the one in charge. Adding to his symbolism as a Devil-like destroyer figure is not only in the iconic imagery of him rising out of a volcano with golden wings outstretched before a red darkening sky before a cross in the foreground, but also in his musical theme. In King Ghidorah’s theme they had Japanese Buddhist Heart Sutra (prayer) chants within the theme (a Catholic/Christian equivalent would be the Kyrie Eleison) in which the sutra/prayer is requesting mercy from the devine, in a sense a request of salvation to the divine as who wouldn’t call on the Divine in the face of absolute evil, considering the destroyer King Ghidorah was called in promotional material for the film “the Devil {who} has three heads” which adds more to his symbolism as a Judeo-Christian Devil-like figure. To quote from the Book of Revelation: “They have a King over them, the angel of the Abyss. A star fallen from Heaven to Earth, he opened the shaft of the bottomless pit, and from the shaft rose smoke like that of a great furnace, and the sun and the air were darkened.”

My favorite, Mothra, is beautifully portrayed as a benevolent yet powerful guardian. In her debut film in 1961 she was a goddess attempting to rescue her fairy priestesses and was the guardian of Infant Island. This is showcased in “Godzilla King of the Monsters” when faced with hostile humans in her larval state she doesn’t physically harm them. Rather she immobilizes them and when she completes her metamorphosis, she appears before the humans making them realize their one chance of combating Ghidorah is before them, giving them hope. This is also portrayed in her musical theme too. The composer, Bear McCreary (who also composed the music for God of War 4), didn’t have to do this but he utilized a Chinese style orchestration combined with tribal drums to the original theme of Mothra from 1961. In the original film the song is sung by her priestesses to summon her which gave them hope of rescue whereas in “Godzilla King of the Monsters” her song (although without lyrics the tune is exactly the same) is played when she awakens from her cocoon in an iconic reveal of her wings from a waterfall, giving humanity hope. (Personal note I did start slightly tearing up when I heard her song in this moment.) In my opinion on this portrayal, the moth goddess has earned her place as the Queen of the Monsters.

As for the big beast himself the titular character Godzilla is amazingly portrayed. As a callback to his first appearance in 1954, he was awakened due to nuclear testing and is powered by nuclear energy. He is neither good or evil like in previous 1950-1960’s films. His original creation was in response to nuclear weaponry as the Japanese were the first and only country to suffer from the effects of the atomic blast. Like the Bhagaved Gita used by J. Robert Oppenheimer: “Now I have become Death, the Destroyer of Worlds,” Godzilla has caused damage to humans (especially with the main human characters and the real villain of the film) but he is willing to work alongside them to combat the greatest threat to his world; the extraterrestrial golden dragon of destruction King Ghidorah. The foreshadowing of their battle was found in the Legendary film “Kong: Skull Island” in the ending montage that showcased Godzilla’s seeming eternal battle with the golden beast and this film pays off in not only near deaths and defeats against his nemesis, the false King, but Godzilla proves himself to be the true King of the Monsters as he obliterates the usurper. Not only did they make a realistic portrayal of his classical roar but they also created an amazing orchestral version (complete with a regal Babylonian chanting when arriving to his “temple” under the sea to revitalize him along with the iconic Japanese chant of “Gojira”) of his original theme from 1954. In my opinion, Godzilla was meant to be portrayed as a god-like King who can be both malevolent and benevolent and in the film that bears his name and title… this was an amazing portrayal of such an iconic character.

I could go on a long while about what callbacks the film has made. However I will limit myself to mentioning how the film made respectable nods to the Japanese for giving us memorable beloved monsters along with giving an end credit memorial to the actors who played the original Godzilla at the end of the film.

There were however some minor complaints on my end. The story is indeed a thin story; however, the visuals and characterization of the monsters make up for that in my opinion. It’s a common complaint I myself have made about the monster films from the 1950’s-1960’s era. Another complaint would be a scene where a prized piece of tech is left out with no security especially when its shown the character who stole it was questioning the individuals who co-opted the tech. Along with that the individual who was built up to be the major human antagonist, Alan Jonah, barely had any screen time and was shown to be a bit of a stereotypical villain. But I did enjoy how he was acted as he was played by Charles Dance who played Tywin Lannister in Game of Thrones. He has a Christopher Lee level charm to him.

As for the other human characters, my favorites had to be Doctor Ishiro Serizawa by Ken Watanabe who’s character arc comes to a completion from the 2014 film “Godzilla” in a wonderful way. Doctor Chen and Doctor Ling-Chen played by Ziyi Zhang (both of whom played the Chairman and Sayuri respectively in the film Memoirs of a Geisha) act as spiritual stands in for Mothra’s priestesses from the original 1961 Mothra film as they’re twins from Infant Island who focus on the mythology behind the Titans and one of them is present upon Mothra’s awakening. Finally there’s Doctor Mark Russell (played by Kyle Chandler who played Bruce Baxter in the 2005 edition of King Kong) who goes through the character arc of a man who hates Godzilla after the death of his son in San Francisco in 2014 to realizing if the world is to be saved from King Ghidorah, he has  to put aside his hatred of Godzilla to save the world from a greater threat; so not only does he have to face his demons (in the form of Godzilla) but also make peace with them. I liked how these characters were handled and portrayed in the film and I like the respectable self sacrifice one character made for Godzilla.

Along with the human characters we get to see some philosophical questions raised by the film: can humanity co-exist with the Titans? Each faction in the film portrays a different answer to this question. With Jonah’s forces and the actual villain (who were pointed out to be in the wrong, along with committing horrible acts towards humanity and pointed out to be more of a monster than the other Titans), they believe humanity is a “disease to be eradicated” from the planet and humans must be destroyed for the sake of the planet and have the Titans become once again the true owners of the globe. (Personal note: as a Conservative I couldn’t help but be reminded of the extremist Left as the villain’s ideology is along the lines of the Far Left’s in the belief that all white people are inherently racist and must die out because of so called “inherent oppressors.” In my opinion this suicidal ideology is along the lines of Jonah’s eco-terrorist group and is just as dangerous as the aforementioned belief and I’m glad the film actually called out this line of thinking as not only dangerous but monstrous.) Then there’s the US government who believe if human life is to be protected the Titans must be wiped out for the sake of humanity’s protection and this extremism ends up almost destroying the world in the form of the iconic Oxygen Destroyer a weapon more dangerous than a plutonium based atomic bomb. Finally there’s the middle ground which is presented by Monarch who believe in coexistence with the Titans and is embodied by Doctor Serizawa in his character arc, idealized by Doctor Chen (who has generationally worked with Monarch researching the Titans) and realized by Doctor Russell.

If I were to rate the film I would give this film four stars out of five. If you are a fan of classic Japanese Monster films and want to see epic fights between iconic Kaiju you are in for a chaotic world of wonder. If you’re there for the story it is as thin as previous Japanese monster films. Verdict: this singing vampire diva gives this film two thumbs way up and a standing ovation just for the music alone.

Tough Red Pills To Swallow: We Need To Lose The Term “Conspiracy Theory”

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I used to call myself a “Skeptic” and I used to snort at “Conspiracy Theorists.” But revelations over the last 10 years or so from the US CIA have proven to me, and many others, that the term “Conspiracy Theory” is merely a term used to stop critical thinking and analysis–and that many things once mocked as “tinfoil hat conspiracy theories” were either partially or entirely true.

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Declassified reports like this have shown countless “conspiracy theories” are true.

Don’t believe me? Let’s have a few examples you can verify on US government web sites and mainstream sources:

Operation Paperclip: After World War II, a clandestine plan was launched by the US CIA to identify about 1500 high-level Nazis who were scientists (and their family members) who might be useful to the United States. Many of these Nazis were hideous war criminals, including people who had done human experimentation in the camps, human experimentation in mass media and mass hypnosis, experimenting on children and on adults who didn’t even know they were being experimented upon, and more. These Nazis were given cleansed backgrounds and placed in prominent positions in universities, corporations, and various government agencies, all under CIA direction, and often continued their work. Including highly questionable research on things like climate control, artificial intelligence, mass media indoctrination/propaganda, use of torture, and use of mind-altering drugs. Most of them died as respected members of the community. Read about Operation Paperclip on CIA’s web site.  And if you’re having trouble believing it and want someone to listen to, see CIA-approved writer Annie Jacobsen and Joe Rogan discuss Operation Paperclip. And if you doubt Annie Jacobsen is approved by the CIA, see this writeup on CIA’s web site on Annie Jacobsen.

Summary: The US government really did sneak in tons of Nazi scientists, who worked on secret projects for decades for the CIA and other US government agencies. This “Conspiracy Theory” is true.

Operation Mongoose and Operation Northwoods: You can verify the existence of these comprehensive programs in a document called “The Cuba Project” on the NSA’s web site. While Wikipedia links are often unreliable, the basic wikipedia pages on Operation Northwoods and Operation Mongoose have most of the salient details. The short story? This was a years-long plan among multiple US government agencies to stage a phony attack by Cubans against Americans–in other words, a False Flag attack where US forces would pretend to be Cubans, and create a pretext for war. Plans included having American-controlled “Cubans” attack the US base in Cuba, and also to very possibly sink ships full of US military and/or civilians, in order to justify a desired invasion of Cuba.  Notably, much of the Northwoods and Mongoose activity occurred after the Bay of Pigs fiasco–meaning that even though President Kennedy had halted one planned attempt to invade Cuba, the US military and intelligence establishments continued plans to launch a fake attack from Cuba in order to justify a US military invasion. The plans were never enacted, but the government was fully ready to do it.

Summary: The US government can and will plan and execute “False Flag” operations to lie to the American public and create pretexts for invasion and wars of aggression. It will kill Americans to do this. Add to this what we know now that the Spanish-American War and the Vietnam War and World War I were both entered into by United States by False-flag operations, there’s no good reason to think they ever stopped.

MK Ultra – Brainwashing, Mass Hypnosis, Trauma-based Mind Control, and “Sleeper” agents are all real. Thanks to Freedom of Information Act requests, you can go to the CIA’s own web site and verify that MK Ultra was quite real. MK Ultra included programs to develop mind-altering drugs, and to do human experiments, often on subjects that did not know they were being experimented upon. Including children. This, often with the help, cooperation, or even direction of some of the Nazi scientists we mentioned about regarding Operation Paperclip.

While some of the Nazi scientists were only of questionable character, such as NASA’s Werner Von Braun (the famous rocket scientist was an actual SS officer, not a mere scientist)  while others were directly involved in heinous human experimentation. MK Ultra got created with some of these evil Nazis along with native Americans, Canadians, and others.  You can read a summary of MK Ultra from History.com. You can view a Listverse list of famous MK Ultra victims. You can read about occultist ties and specific Nazi scientists and the related Project Monarch at bibliotecapleyades.

Summary: That stuff you read about the government creating “sleeper agents,” and experimenting both on individuals and the general public unawares, developing drugs like LSD and releasing them into the population, and more? Turns out, this conspiracy theory is true.

Area 51 and the alleged aliens: Once again, according to US government-approved journalist Annie Jacobsen, in her book Area 51: An Uncensored History of America’s Top Secret Military  she reveals that quite a few classified operations occurred there involving experimental aircraft, but no actual aliens. According to Jacobsen and other reports, the “aliens” encountered at Roswell were in fact children who were experimented upon by Nazi scientist Joseph Mengele (who had allegedly gone to the Soviets instead of the USA), using surgery and drugs to mutilate their development and make them look like aliens, and put them in a fake “spacecraft” in order to panic Americans.

The Soviets would then stage a pretext invasion to “save” us from the “aliens” they created. CIA allegedly stopped the plan before the Soviets could actually invade to “save” us.

Many sources question Jacobsen’s claim. Given that Jacobsen is routinely featured in mainstream media sources and is accepted at respectable talks in Silicon Valley, what we can take from Jacobsen’s work what she says is at least government-approved. Regardless, there really was a major incident at Roswell, and other “UFO” related sites. Annie and her crew insist there were no actual aliens. Others call this into question, saying the government is lying straight up about this and that there was real alien contact, such as former Canadian defense minister Paul Hellyer, who notes many generals and other US and Canadian officials who believe there were real aliens, and say they can document it.

Summary: Real and serious things went on at Area 51 and related UFO sites. It remains unclear how forthcoming they are about this subject, or what the exact truth of alien encounters are. But it’s no longer dumb to be interested in this subject.

Stargate Project: From CIA.gov and other government sources, you can verify that Russell Targ did indeed run psychic programs for the CIA.  Furthermore, from the related US Defense Intelligence Agency (DIA) you can see declassified documentation on Project Sun Streak, a program involving Targ and others to do extensive intelligence work using psychics–and while “skeptics” have claimed pure luck, in his own book Targ documents extensively how it is scientifically impossible to dismiss many of their results. (For an eye-opening video, see Russell Targ’s banned TED Talk, BTW.)

If you want a “mainstream” source you can listen to CIA-approved Annie Jacobsen’s talk on her book on CIA psychics. While some of those around the CIA still like to claim that the program produced nothing of value, anyone looking at the testiomony, or reading Russell Targ’s book, knows that’s not true.

Despite films and articles telling you nothing useful ever came out of US government use of psychics, in reality they ran very sophisticated psychic operations for decades, which produced considerable intelligence that was useful, which is mighty “lucky.” Then, according to Russell Targ, who pioneered much of it, they brought in a large group of military officers for him to train—then terminated his program, and publicly announced the government had found nothing useful and had no more use for such programs or such research. After he had just trained a bunch of career officers on all his techniques. So, do you believe they actually terminated these programs?

Summary: This conspiracy theory is true, to the extent that large #s of intelligent observers believe they showed real psychic effects, with some doubters.

Operation Mockingbird was the program to propagandize the American public through placing CIA operatives in major newspapers and magazines and broadcast media. Working with companies such as the New York Times, Time/Life publications, Newsweek, and major news networks, the CIA had telephone wire taps and paid agents working as reporters in news rooms–literally thousands of them. These included famous people like Bob Woodward, who helped take down President Nixon, as well as countless non-famous ones. A lengthy document known as the “Family Jewels” from the CIA web site confirms CIA has controlled much of American media since before most people today were born.

Although CIA and other sources say Mockingbird ended decades ago, there is no good reason I can see to believe this. It used to be completely illegal for the CIA to do any of this, yet they were doing it anyway, as these documents show. And, it turns out, not too many years ago Congress went ahead and made it legal for the CIA to use propaganda against Americans.

By the way, at the behest of J. Edgar Hoover and others, the CIA invented the term “Conspiracy Theory” and spread it through the media in order to mock and demotivate anyone who questioned the official story on the assassination of President Kennedy–or anything else.

Summary: The conspiracy theory that the government controls media is true. The CIA has been propagandizing the American public, as well as foreign audiences, for decades, often violating the law to do it—although today’s CIA is allowed to do it legally.

Conclusion: With all these conspiracy theories turning out to have very substantial realities underlying them, why does anyone trust anything at all they’re reading in the news, including mainstream political commentary?

It should be noted, these are not the only proven conspiracy theories. These are just the ones you can just go check right now on mostly government and mainstream sites.

A really good summary of much of this by Really Graceful:

This is not to say there are no dumb conspiracy theories, or conspiracy theories that are wrong. But the next time you hear someone say something that sounds strange, and you are tempted to call them a “conspiracy theorist,” you might want to remember: the term “Conspiracy Theory” was itself a conspiracy–invented to stop thought and stop discussion.

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The weaponization of Netflix

Netflix continues to act as a propaganda and social engineering outlet for the left to fuel hatred against anybody who leans towards opinions that might be considered “conservative,” having to do with criticizing feminism, supporting men’s health and men’s issues, criticizing the role of Islam in western countries, and criticizing socialism and cultural Marxism – including all of the associated degeneracy that accompanies it.

Consequently, one of it’s co-founders, Marc Randolph is also member of the Bernays family. For anyone reading who is unfamiliar with that name, its most well-known member, the late Edward Bernays (who is Randolph’s great-granduncle) is known as the “Father of Public Relations” and the nephew of Sigmund Freud, who is in turn known to be the founder of psychoanalysis (Freud is also one of Randolph’s paternal great-granduncles).

Recently, I saw a meme posted online showing a general breakdown of how Netflix is a form of social engineering, as opposed to a mere form of entertainment.

It listed seven various archetypal and stereotypical examples relating to racial biases, homosexuality, the role of mothers and fathers, and children. At least a few of these examples were also recently pointed out in a video on Black Pilled’s YouTube channel, which I found quite accurate and profoundly unsettling.

For about the last few years, I’ve been noticing similar patterns. And there are certain productions in particular that seemed to stand out more than others.

Follow This, Part 1, Episode 4: Men’s Rights

The first production highlighted is an episode of Follow This, the Netflix collaborative series with Buzzfeed. The episode is about men’s rights, and features author Scaachi Koul.

As an obvious propagandistic tool for spreading fear about the group of men known as “incels,” in the first fifteen minutes of the documentary, Koul brings up the van attack that took place earlier this year, on April 23rd.

Of course, she mentioned nothing about how the school where the attacker attended was connected

She also reached out to Paul Elam on Twitter, who apparently replied by commenting, “Eat shit, and die.”

So, she instead interviewed Karen Straughan, and was apparently left with a feeling of dissatisfaction after the interview.

She also interviewed Paige Flink, who works at the Family Place, one of two male domestic violence shelters in the United States. And she interviewed one of the survivors.

She basically concludes that many of the issues MRAs focus on are legitimate, but they “blame women.” Of course, this is clearly not the case, since feminism doesn’t represent all women, and all women are certainly not feminists.

I am not necessarily in agreement with many of the views Straughan and Elam support, and I do not claim to speak for MRAs. But it seems to me that many MRAs don’t outright blame feminists, as much as they criticize feminist ideology, itself. And I would say that is a big difference overlooked (and probably intentionally) by mainstream and corporate media outlets, both in this instance and in many others.

And I think one of the main reasons for this is that if they did not brush it aside they would have to confront the damage caused to men and families as a result of the ideology and the policies stemming from it that their corporate backers also help to legislate.

July 22

The next highlighted production is the recent Netflix release, 22 July, a portrayal of the terror attack that took place on the Norwegian island of Utøya, on the 22nd of July, 2011.

The attack was carried out by Anders Breivek, who changed his name to Fjotolf Hansen in June, 2017. Breivek was imprisoned immediately after the attack and charged three days later in violation of paragraph 147a of Norway’s criminal code, “destabilizing or destroying basic functions of society,” and “creating serious fear in the population.”

He was officially indicted in March of 2012, sentenced to 21 years, and remains imprisoned today at the Ila Prison, outside Oslo. His political views were emphasized in the film, which include his opposition to Islam, Cultural Marxism and feminism.

He carried out the heinous attack on a summer camp, with children who were from Palestine. There were a total of 77 casualties. The island itself where the attack occurred is also owned by the same group that ran the summer camp, the Workers’ Youth League.

The organization trains members of the younger generation for future leadership positions, and shares affiliations with Norway’s Labor Party, Young European Socialists, and the International Union of Socialist Youth.

At the time of the attack Norway’s Labor Party was led by a man, named Jens Stoltenberg. Then the 27th Prime Minister of Norway and now serving as the 13th Secretary General of NATO, a description on his Wikipedia page describes his religious views as non-denominational, after having been “…portrayed as a staunch atheist for most of his life.”

As former Stratfor chairman George Friedman noted in his book, Flashpoints: The Emerging Crisis in Europe, NATO has the same basic goals of European domination and nationalism the Nazis sought to achieve, but without the violence.

Norway’s Labor Party, in turn, shares affiliations with both the Party of European Socialists and the Progressive Alliance.

So, it’s clear the institutions running the summer camp in Oslo are indeed connected to a larger socialist agenda extending across most European countires. And feminism is indeed also part of that agenda.

Though Breivek’s actions were clearly horrendous, the film did not clearly portray how, for example, the very same conditions that stem from socialist and feminist policy-making may actually lead to the kind of struggles Breivek dealt with throughout his youth that brought him to commit the acts of violence carried out that day.

His early childhood is highlighted in an article published on Norway’s TV 2’s website:

“In 1983 and 1984, some of Norway’s top specialist child psychologists wanted to forcibly remove Anders Behring Breivik from his mother’s care.

A psychologist at the National Centre for Child and Adolescent Psychiatry, Stations Senter for Barne-og Ungdomspyskiatri (the SSBU), Norway’s leading body for child and adolescent psychiatry who in the 1980s observed the interaction between Anders and his mother, was queried by police in the wake of the terrorist attacks of 22 July 2011.

The psychologist fiercely criticized the Barnevernet, Norway’s state Child Welfare Service, for stopping the care order.”

The article also cites a 1983 report:

“Anders is a victim of his mother’s projections of paranoid-aggressive and sexual fears toward men in general,” and “she projects onto him her own primitive, aggressive and sexual fantasies; all the qualities in men that she regards as dangerous and aggressive.”

These last quotes cited from the report also happen to describe in a nutshell one of the main elements of feminist theory and policies. As an example, patriarchy theory ultimately demonizes oppression which is inherently masculine in nature, while making all women into victims of this oppression, in the form of rape culture.

So, according to feminist theory, all men should be feared as potential rapists. Similarly and eerily this may also encompass those dangerous and and aggressive qualities described in the 1983 report about the projections of Breivik’s mother onto him.

In this sense, Breivik also has much in common with what have come to be known as incels. In fact, some have also brought into question as to whether or not feminism and progressivism actually helped to create incels. I wonder if Netflix would ever produce an honest and unbiassed documentary exploring this whole issue?

Lastly, the film doesn’t seem to reference Breivik’s right-wing, pagan influences anywhere. And this detail is relatively important, considering the many conflicting news reports that surfaced after the attack identifying him with Christianity. Why wasn’t this detail addressed?

Santa Clarita Diet, Season 3, Episode 4: More of a Cat Person

Santa Clarita Diet is a popular zombie-themed comedy-horror series on Netflix, starring Drew Barrymore and Timothy Olyphant. It is centered around the idea of the undead living amongst the population of the largely upscale city of Santa Clarita, in Southern California’s LA County.

Barrymore and Olyphant star as a couple, with Barrymore playing the central role of a the undead wife. There are also a number of sub-plots involving other characters, including their daughter, who is played by Australian actress Live Hewson.

Barrymore’s character experiences moral dilemmas involving who she will choose for a meal, and decides to go after people who committed heinous acts of some kind, including known Nazis living in the area.

In the fourth episode of the third (and thankfully final) season of the series she ends up luring a man who is a men’s rights activist to a fake men’s rights meeting, with the apparent intention of conflating men’s rights supporters with Nazis.

I thought this reddit post on the episode, by u/Omnica articulated the propagandistic elements of the episode very well:

‘This is an awesome, and hilarious show. Just watching the new season, up to episode 4. In the episode one of the “victims” they are going to kill for food, is lured into a kill room, by inviting him to a Men’s Rights Meeting. They make out the group as if it’s full of misogynistic, domestic abusers, that all have restraining orders. This is just a ridiculous example of how mens issues are being portrayed by the main stream. It can be really disappointing that people will actually watch this episode, and believe that is an accurate portrayal of what the Men’s Rights Movement is about and the kind of people that are in this movement.’ 

The fear-mongering propagandistic elements of Netflix features seem even more blatantly obvious taking into consideration the other co-founder and CEO of Netflix, Reed Hastings, also sat on the Facebook’s board of directors until May of 2019.

And, despite many of Facebook’s arguable benefits, it still supports a larger technocratic agenda, in part through the Chan Zuckerberg Initiative. And it supports the initiatives of many organizations that are also clearly at odds with many conservative values.

Furthermore, Reed’s bio on Wikipedia also states that he was a member of the California State Board of Education. So, not only does Hastings own a company that influences the public opinion of hundreds of millions of subscribers worldwide, but he is also one of the people making decisions regarding how the minds of future generations will be shaped.

Netflix tactics aren’t necessarily new and are used by many other and Holllywood-linked media outlets for the purposes of othering those who don’t fit into the narrative they support. And that tactic is based in faulty generalization, and the inductive fallacy.

They will use the example of one or a few individuals who have committed some extreme act(s) of violence or crime against humanity, who also happen to share some similar opinions as a much larger group of people.

And they will do this to associate those actions with the wider group of people in an attempt to demonize that group merely for sharing similar opinions. It is a hugely manipulative and dishonest form of weaponized propaganda that I hope people stop buying into.

The future will indeed be very bleak if people do not grasp logos and learn to see through this propaganda that seems to be designed in assisting the destruction of traditional religious values on a global scale.

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Last Five Bullets

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Prologue – One Shot to Save a Life

Strange things happen, but I don’t think my life will ever get stranger from here. I got an email from the Curaga Company. They wanted my services as a bodyguard and I agreed, but when I met them, they offered me a different kind of bodyguard job.

They told me they wanted me to, “Be part of the security team that’s escorting part of our next big cure.”

The Curaga Company is known for curing most forms of cancer and other life-ending diseases. They apparently have one part of the cure to a disease they couldn’t disclose to me.

After some explaining, they said, “Do this for us and we’ll be able to cure your daughter of her disease that is thought to be incurable.”

“What? Really?”

“Yes.”

My life has been a series of terrible events until it culminated with the disease that put my daughter in the hospital. I’ve just been working guard jobs to keep myself and my daughter alive as long as possible.

“Why would you want to hire a nobody like me?”

“Because we are impressed by your devotion to your job. Let’s go over a few that sparked our interest the most. When you caught a criminal speeding, you knew that that criminal was part of a protected class of people, but you still defended yourself from him, shot him, and arrested him at the cost of your job as a police officer.”

“You find that particular action impressive? What if I find something I don’t like and think I should bring you to justice?”

“We are confident that we do no wrong. We aren’t some comical corporation of villains who conduct human experiments and make bioweapons. Now, the next thing was when you shot and killed various members of the mafia that owned the club you were a guard of. The report gives us the impression that you didn’t know who truly ran the club, so we’ll shrug off the fact that you were working for them.”

“You will? I took a lot of flak from not realizing it for the first week that I worked there.”

“You freed many women from prostitution. We will. The last thing that you may not want to be reminded of is-”

“I’m sorry, but if this is what I think it is…”

“We’ll keep the details to a minimum. You saved dozens upon dozens of people first before you went to save your family. Unfortunately, the only member of your family you saved was your daughter, so everyone else perished.”

“…”

“We’re sorry we had to remind you of that but remember the integrity that you have. It’s what makes you an unappreciated hero in the eyes of many and a dedicated worker. Do not think for a moment that you did the wrong thing by saving those other people first. If you just saved your family, so many more people would be dead and I’m sure your family and others would have a negative view of you. What credit is it to you if you love those who love you, am I right?”

“Yeah…I just don’t want to think about it.”

“So, what do you think? Will you accept our offer?”

“Everything you described before makes this job seem dangerous if you’re keeping it a secret. What will you do if I don’t come back?”

“If someone from your team comes back with the cure, we will cure your daughter for you as a sign of respect. If no one comes back with the cure, then we will release your daughter from the vegetative-like state she is in so she will join you in the afterlife. How does that sound?”

“I guess she doesn’t have any other options. I’ll take the job.”

“Very wise choice, Mr. Retto.”

I was then briefed on what we’re going to do, how we are going to do it, and the plans if things go south. I am given a hazmat suit with body armor and a special pistol that has “fire” bullets as they call them. They are better than normal bullets because they can penetrate harder surfaces and cure people who get infected with the cure we’re after. Apparently, when only one half of the cure is used on an animal, it mutates into a flesh-eating beast that can only be killed with fire or these kinds of bullets. I’m also given a heated knife that will burn the infected, I’m not sure if it’ll be too useful. Regular firearms don’t work on an infect animal as the animal will seemingly grow whatever got blown off in a mutated way that makes them more dangerous.

I’ve seen the videos of this, and man were they horrifying. I hope things don’t turn out that way.

“Hey, Mr. Retto,” a man on the helicopter says to me, “You’ve been staring into space for the past hour. You nearly look dead. Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine.”

“Good because we’re almost there so get ready.”

“Right.”

I look at the picture of my daughter one more time before we land.

“Don’t worry, sir. You’ll see her again.”

“I hope so.”

We’ve landed in a large cavern underneath a waterfall. This place must be extremely top secret for them to hide it like this. The inside of the facility looks incredibly slick and futuristic. There are a lot of experimental rooms that don’t look too bad, but there are rooms with dead mutated animals like the ones I saw from the videos. Those things better stay dead.

The people around us don’t look happy. Some are whispering to each other while the others look frightened. In the briefing, I heard that most of these people are just a hired third party with Curaga members mixed in. I don’t think I’m allowed to talk to any of them nor am I allowed to voice my concerns to my teammates. All I can do is just walk a little faster to get this over with quicker.

We enter a cold storage room with a few scientists in it.

The team leader steps forward and says, “We’re here to collect the other half of the cure. Give us what you have, and you will receive your agreed upon payment in full.”

There’s an uncomfortable silence in the room.

“We decline your payment. It’s not worth it.”

“Then hand over all the research that you have the cure.”

“I don’t think so.”

The scientists pull out guns, but we shoot them dead. I’m sorry it had to be this way. Why did they resist? I’m sure they were paid well to do something worthwhile.

“Hurry and collect the cure.”

“There’s empty slots over here. Are we expecting a certain amount?”

“No, just whatever they have will be useful.”

We take all the vials of the cure, put them in a box, and leave the room as if nothing happened. An alarm then gets rung as wild animals start devouring people. Damn these people! I guess we know where the other vials went. Why couldn’t they make it easy for us?! We use our special ammo on these creatures to kill them, but we waste a few since they’re so fast. Those who were killed reanimate themselves and become the living dead. What the hell is going on? Why are people becoming zombies?

My team is dying around me and turning. I knew something would go wrong and this job would end up turning on me! It’s just the climax to all the bad things that have been happening to me.

“AAAAHHHH!”

These things hit with the force of a sledgehammer. Oh no…

“AAAH!!”

Uhhh…Something hit me with this claw arms and knocked me into a wall. Wait…I’m still alive? Where is everyone? Where did all those zombies go? This place is a mess with blood everywhere, but no bodies or torn flesh anywhere. They do regenerate flesh, so I guess it just collects goes back where it came from. Those things are bound to be around here somewhere, so maybe there are some notes around here that can help me. Ah, I found them near the testing area.

Okay, so the flesh does form together once it’s broken off while regenerating what was lost. That means a huge monster formed of flesh and dangerous appendages could be made if enough flesh is collected together. That better not have happened yet. Oh, there’s also a note in here that says conscious prey is preferred over unconscious victims by the virus. The other people must’ve gotten out somehow if the zombies just left me.

Oh, damn, I almost forgot the other half of the “cure”. Some of the vials are broken, some are missing, but I do find one that’s still intact. This is my daughter’s ticket to being saved. Now I have to find a way out of here. Thankfully this place is straightforward, but I don’t like how quiet and dark it is. It feels like something will jump at me any second. The random sparks and noises have me on edge.

After following the path forward, I find a large set of stairs near a broken elevator. I guess I have to climb the stairs. It appears that people were fighting and dying as they were trying to escape. Wow, this is a lot of stairs. Where is it taking me…oh no. I’m in a town. This is a town that we passed by on the way here. I didn’t think the facility would have an exit to here. I’m in some kind of mechanic’s shop.

Looking out into the streets, I see that it’s littered with zombies and other mutants who are wandering around looking for their next meal. I have to get through them and find a way out of here. I take out my daughter’s head bow and put it on my arm. One of the last things she did for me while she was still mostly conscious was to give me her favorite head bow as a way of her to always be with me. I only have five bullets left to use with my knife being a somewhat useless backup. Your dad is going to help you and I’m going to do risk everything I have to get this cure to you. I promise. I’m going to need you to help me, sweetie.

 

 

 

 

Chapter 1 – Five Bullets, Hundreds of Enemies

I need to reach Curaga to let them know I’m still alive and that I have the other half of the cure. The communication device on me is all static so I guess I have to reach a radio tower to enhance the signal. Luckily enough, there’s one in the distance. I just have to get there safely without attracting the attention of the hordes of flesh zombies. The flesh zombies are all congregating in the streets and appear to be combining together just by bumping into one another. This doesn’t appear to be deliberate, but this will be a problem if I don’t get out of here quick.

I look around the mechanic’s shop and find a door to the back alley. It’s empty back here and I find a fire exit above me. I use a nearby garbage can to climb my way up to the rooftops. The situation looks way worse up here with most of the streets crowded with flesh zombies. The town doesn’t look that big from where I am. I wonder if anyone is still alive.

While traveling across the rooftops, I do see people trying to fight. They appear to know that these zombies can regenerate, and that fire is the only way to kill them as they’re using sticks with fire on it. They appear to be holding their own so if I interfere, they will probably die, but I have no idea how they’re going to survive. I’m not even sure if Curaga want them to survive. There’s nothing that connects them to the infection except the hidden lab, but no one is going to find it unless they know where it is and unless they can completely burn this town to ashes.

The zombies haven’t noticed me, but I’ve seen them on the rooftops. It looks like they can crawl and climb relatively quickly though I don’t know why I haven’t gotten their attention yet. I know sound and smells have something to do with it. Maybe it’s because they seem to be focused on fusing with one another. They appear to know that fusing makes them stronger. I see two trying to break into a store. They meld together with each other to finally break down the door then turn around to meld with a few others before going into the store. That place better be empty.

Some of the zombies that have noticed me are a pain to deal with since I have so little that’s effective in dealing with them. I throw whatever I find on the roof at them and sometimes light things on fire with the heat from my knife to keep them away. This is already turning into a big problem especially since I’m so close to the radio tower. Hold on. It might not be. I see a bar not too far from here. I quickly get to it and start making as many molotov cocktails as I can. This place looks like it was a hideout before it was overrun. Who would want to make this place their hideout? It looks like they escaped out a secret exit behind the bar, which is where I’m going because the zombies are coming in.

Before leaving, I make sure the bar is set ablaze so the town can catch fire. The zombies won’t react to the fire until they feel its heat and by the time that happens, they all should be spreading the fire to one another. Now that I’m out of the bar, I sparingly use my molotovs on the crowds of zombies around me so they’re pre-occupied as I get to the radio tower. Once I reach the tower, I’ve used up all of my molotovs. I could only make so many in the time that I had. Damn. I can see in the distance that the bar collapsed on itself and some of the zombies are sacrificing themselves to put out the fire. At least there aren’t any zombies around here and I should have enough time to ask questions.

I link up my radio to the radio tower and call to Curaga, “Come in command. This is Retto. I’m-”

“We know you’re still alive, and we’re glad because of it.”

“What? How do you know?”

“The armor and equipment we gave you tell us your status and health. I guess that got brushed over in the briefing.”

“I’m not even going to question how, but what I’m going to need extraction. Several workers of yours didn’t want to give up half of the cure and-”

“We know what happened. The cameras there link directly back to our main headquarters.”

“Why didn’t they want to give us the other half of the cure?”

“It’s because they didn’t like the fact that they could only make it with our funding and that they won’t the major credit. It’s a thing of pride really. We are the leader in medical advances and the biggest in the business for a reason. Most other companies partner up with us nowadays just for a chance to be noticed and profit.”

“Having a monopoly isn’t as fun as it sounds, is it?”

“It’s not our fault most of the customers and governments in the world decided to choose us for all their medical needs. Well, maybe it’s partially our fault. We’re highly charitable to the world and our workers, and it seems that it was our downfall for this event, but you can change that if you bring us the cure. You can still save your daughter. We already have a helicopter going to the roof of the police station, which is the safest part of town that the helicopter can land on. Be quick about getting there. From what we see from our satellites is that the flesh is growing at a rapid rate, despite your efforts, and will soon overtake the town.”

“What about any survivors?”

“If there are any, you must make them escape on their own if you want to save them. They cannot escape with you because they may exaggerate what happened here and put all the blame on us. Finding evidence to prove our innocence will be difficult with how things are. Besides our recording of the recent event, we have no other evidence for our case. The traitors must’ve done all their planning outside of our facilities so that it looks like we are at fault for this outbreak.”

“Are you sure about the survivors? It doesn’t look like there’s any way to escape by vehicle or on foot. Do you really think that they’ll just blame the outbreak on you and not take us on our word?”

“Unfortunately, it’s the way things are going to have to be. This outbreak is the reason their home is destroyed. It is not likely that they will cooperate with us. Mr. Retto, you must be getting to the extraction point now. The helicopter is quickly approaching and once it lands, it cannot wait for long because of the dangers in the town. Good luck and Godspeed.”

I guess that’s the way things are going to have to be. The police station isn’t that far from here but getting there is another story. What am I going to do? What the? An explosion went off on one side of town. It looks like it took half the block with it. There’s my chance to move. I’m hoping what caused the explosion isn’t what I think it was because I’m not sure how I’m going to deal with it. Before going, I take one look at a picture of my daughter to give me strength then head out.

The now barren streets where the zombies once were are covered in blood without one piece of bone or flesh in sight. It looks like the explosion that gathered them together may prove to be a problem. Thankfully I find a nearby gun store. There should be something here I can use to keep the zombies at bay even if it isn’t that effective. Maybe there are some grenades I could use? Please?

Oh no. A group of four people come into the gun shop. We point our guns at each other.

“Who are you?” a slender man who looks like a gambler says.

“I’m just a survivor like you.”

“Really? Because I’ve never seen anyone wear anything that you do.”

“We don’t have time to interrogate him,” the teenaged girl says, “Are you going to let us take what we need from this shop or not?”

“You can have whatever you want as long as I take what I need.”

“Deal.”

I slowly lower my weapon first as the other four lower theirs. They then look through the shop while I go back to looking for explosives.

“What’s your plan, mister?” the teenaged girl asks me.

“I’m going to the police station then getting out of here.”

“Huh. Do you have someone there waiting for you?”

“I’m meeting someone there, so yes.”

“What’s your name?”

“Call me, Mr. Morte.”

“I’m Clarrisa.”

“I thought you said we don’t have time to interrogate him.”

“Shut it, Tony. I can talk to him if I want to. Did you find what we need?”

“Not yet.”

“Then mind your own business. Don’t mind him, Mr. Morte. He hasn’t learned how to listen to his superiors yet because he’s a rookie.”

“You guys are cops?”

“Yeah, and I’m the daughter of the chief of police, so you know I’m tough.”

“I used to be an officer until I did my job as an officer and brought a person of a protected class to justice.”

“If you were an officer here, you wouldn’t have been fired. Heck, I’d say you be promoted to chief of police just for that one act. You can still be since my father recently died and the position’s open.”

“Thank you, but I have to decline. I have to get a job done first.”

“Suit yourself then. We can escort you to the station. Think of it as a favor from one officer to another.”

“I’m fine on my own. You need to get out of town before it’s too late. I’m sure you’ve seen the growing number of flesh zombies that are melding together to form one enormous freak of nature.”

“You call those things flesh zombies? We just call them the flesh.”

“Don’t ignore my point. I’m used to doing jobs on my own. You don’t need to worry about me.”

“Listen, old man. The place we’re going to is past the police station, and we’re going to need more weapons from the armory there, so we’re not bothering you if we tag along.”

She really wants to help even though she doesn’t know me. Her dad must’ve taught her well. I respect that, but I don’t want to be dishonest with her. I’ll have to make sure they leave before I’m picked up.

“If you’re going to be so persistent about it, then I guess I don’t have a choice. You can come along.”

“You got that right.”

Something in the corner of my eye catches my attention. It’s a flesh zombie that’s crawling on the glass outside of the gun store and it’s noticed us.

“Watch out!” I try to say as quickly as possible before the zombie attacks while pulling out a shotgun.

The zombie juts out its sharp bone-like tongue through the head of one of the cops. I shoot the zombie three times along with the other cops until the zombie is paste.

“Damn it!” Tony says as I gather my things.

I take out my knife, burn the remains of their friend, then burn the remains of the zombie.

“What are you doing?”

“These zombies come back to life and tougher if you don’t burn everything. Don’t you know that?”

“No. We’ve been surviving for a while and haven’t figured that out. How did you?”

“I pay more attention.”

Crowds of zombies start appearing around us.

“What the heck?” Clarrisa says as she readies her weapons, “I thought that explosion we made would’ve held their attention for longer.”

“I think we attract them more than sound.”

I take out the grenade launcher I found and start blowing up the nearby cars to start fires in the streets.

“Let’s hurry!” I say as I run through an alley, which is the only area without zombies.

I’m glad and terrified at the same time that I have help with me. What am I going to do to save their lives while also keeping my secret? I’m going to have to come up with an answer soon, and I already know that it’s going to be difficult.

 

 

 

 

Chapter 2 – A Biohazardous Residence

How many people live in this town? These streets are swarming with flesh zombies. I’ve been following Clarissa to get to the police station, but every place we go seems to be crowded with the undead.

“Let’s take a shortcut through the grand hotel,” Clarissa says as she points at the large hotel in front of us.

Since I don’t know any other better ways, I follow her into the hotel where we sit down and take a breather. This place has been boarded up and reinforced with furniture in certain entrances, so someone was definitely here. The lights aren’t on, so I’m assuming this place doesn’t have any power. There are signs of fighting with blood in certain places but no bodies, which is worrying. I don’t think I’ve ever wanted to see dead bodies as much as I wanted to in my life before.

“We should get moving. Those things will be melding with one another to break down the doors and I don’t want to be around to see that abomination,” I say as I get up.

“He’s right. Let’s move,” Clarrisa says as she follows after me.

“Do you know the way out of here to get to the station?”

“Yeah. It’s a straightforward path.”

“It doesn’t look like it’ll be with all of the junk in the hallways.”

“I can find a way around it. My friends and I always used to play hide and seek in this place when we were kids, so I know this place inside and out. I even know the little secret areas like the ones where the janitors kept their pinups of women. There was one photo that I found that was a ‘questionable’ photo let’s say of one of the employees.”

“That’s good to know.”

“So how did a cop like you get a job that landed you in our humble little town?”

“I got an email then traveled down here for the job. It’s not an exciting story.”

“What job did you get?”

“Guard duty.”

“For who?”

“Why does it matter, and why do you keep asking?”

“There’s no reason to keep quiet because those things know where we are, and I’d like to know more about you since you seem to be an interesting fella.”

We hear noises that sound like walking that makes us jump.

“You two can flirt later. Guns up,” Tony says.

We get closer to the noises until we see what’s causing it. Apparently, someone left a birdcage near a barricade and it’s been knocking down some of the luggage that’s blocking the hallway. We let out a sigh of relief.

“We should take this little guy with us. He could warn us when danger arrives.,” Clarrisa says as she grabs the bird’s cage.

“Why do you even ask when you just do it?” Tony asks.

“Who said I asked?”

We then enter a large dining hall with various kinds of supplies in it. Gas, food, makeshift weapons, and some guns are strewn about everywhere. It looks like the people here left in a hurry and took what they could. They didn’t leave any explosives, but the gas will be useful when the zombies get in. Tony and the other guy are eating what they can while Clarrisa is feeding the bird and herself.

“Do you want something, Mr. Morte? This may be your only chance to eat something,” Clarrisa says to me.

“I’m good.”

Even though I am hungry, I probably shouldn’t show them my face.

“What? Don’t want to show us your face or are you trying to be a big man?”

“No, I’m just not hungry. Besides, we can’t sit down for long.”

“You can’t take a quick bit of something? Maybe you’re wearing that gas mask for some other reason we don’t know.”

“Like what?”

“I don’t know. Do you think the air is infected?”

“I don’t think it is.”

Curaga never mentioned part of the cure affecting the air, so it shouldn’t be airborne in any way. Clarrisa walks over to me and stares me down with a smile.

“Stop messing around,” Tony says.

“Shut up,” Clarrisa commands him.

“If Morte wants to keep his secrets, let him. We’re going to leave him soon anyway.”

“His secrets are why I want to know more about him.” Clarrisa starts to take off my mask, but I grab her hand. She then pulls her pistol on me. “If you don’t let me see your face, then I will show you that the flesh will be the least of your worries.”

Not wanting to cause any trouble, I let her take off my mask. Everyone looks at me, including the bird for some reason.

“Do you know him? Because I sure as hell don’t,” Tony says.

“No, I don’t. He does look handsome for an old man though,” Clarissa says while putting my mask back on.

Thank you, God, no one knows who I am.

“I’m flattered, now can you stop messing around?”

“What? Don’t like a pretty girl getting close to you?”

The bird starts flying around in its cage seconds before a loud bang is made outside the hall. They’re in. Heavy footsteps walk through the hallway and stop outside the hall. We all have our guns up as we stand in the center of the room in case we get flanked from behind. The footsteps then cease for a couple seconds before what’s making them breaks through the wall.

It’s a large zombie with bones around every part of its body except for the bottom part of its face and its chest. We open fire on the creature as it charges at us. Bullets don’t slow it down, and I’ve already run out of grenade launcher ammo, so we dodge out of the way. It appears that it’s down for now as it’s slumped on the corner of the wall. I have to burn this thing somehow before it comes back worse than before.

“It’s not going to be dead for long. Help me burn it. Let’s move!” I say as I quickly run over to it.

First, I try to move the thing so that I can burn its flesh since its bone burns, but the fire isn’t burning through it, and the damn thing is too heavy. Even with the help of the other three, we can’t move the hulking monster.

“There’s only one option if we want to prevent this thing from coming back,” I say to the three, “We have to light up the wall this thing is on with gas, but the fire will probably light the rest of this place, and I doubt the sprinklers are working.”

“It’s really going to be like that, huh?” Tony asks as he flips open his lighter.

“That’s what it’s going to have to be,” Clarrisa says as she pours the gas on the monster.

After Clarrisa is finished pouring the gas, I light it on fire, and I quickly follow her out of the room. More sounds that sound like the zombies breaking in are made around the hotel. I make a short line from the gas can I have to the rest in the hall and light it on fire.

“Move! Move!” I say as the hotel begins to burn.

Clarrisa leads us through the halls of the hotel, some of which are blocked. The zombies start breaking through the ceilings and walls with some of them armored with bone, others have nothing but sharp bones on their bodies, and some are just half heads with mouths for bodies. We shoot these zombies or run away if we can. Suddenly, the hotel shakes as a loud noise is made.

“What was that?!” Tony frantically asks.

“It doesn’t matter. Keep moving!” I say as I keep running.

The zombie horde keeps breaking into the hotel and we keep mowing through them until we reach a dead end.

“Clarrisa?”

“This is the only other way out!”

“Maybe there’s another way.”

The wall behind us is broken down by a massive monster made of flesh. It’s a mess of faces, bones, eyes, teeth, mouths, arms, legs, and other body parts are all together in a mesh of horror. Without saying anything, Tony and I start firing at the atrocity with everything we got while Clarrisa and the other guy start taking out the luggage and tables from the barricade. I don’t think my fire bullets will do anything, so my trump card is out the window. Shooting its eyes, inside its mouth, and its appendages slows it down a bit, but it isn’t slowing down as much as I want it to.

Our backs are almost against the wall, so I start helping clear the barricade by throwing the luggage into the atrocity’s mouth, which actually chokes it up a bit. No wonder why it shoved it aside. I didn’t think it mattered, but once all of its mouths are full, it doesn’t matter anymore. Thankfully, the way is clear now to an exit without a door, so we just run through it, but the other guy who I don’t know is taken in by one of its tendrils and eaten whole. We shouldn’t have stopped firing at it. There’s nothing we can do for him, so I push Tony and Clarrisa outside and away from the hotel.

“I’m sorry, but he’s gone,” I say to them.

“It’s still coming after us!” Clarrisa says as she points at it.

That thing is larger than I think because it’s leaking out of all the floors of the hotel. Dammit! Is this thing made of all the zombies in the town?! The three of us shoot at it to slow it down as we back away. The good news is that the building is burning, which is probably one of the reasons why it was coming at us so fast. I look around for something to help us and see a gas station behind us.

I tell the two, “There’s a gas station behind us. We can use the gas there to make the fire spread faster!”

“I’ll get the gas! Hold it off!” Tony says as he runs to the gas station.

Clarrisa and I hold off the atrocity as it tries to stab and grab us with its long tendrils. The fire is making it weaker, but it’s still putting up quite a fight with all the appendages it has. It’s like the hotel itself is the monster. Tony comes back with four canisters of gas, but the atrocity catches him.

“Tony!” Clarissa yells out.

“Don’t worry, chief! I got this!”

Tony pour the gas on the atrocity and himself and lights both of them on fire. Tony is screaming out in agonizing pain, but I can tell he is satisfied with his decision with a small smirk on his burning face. The atrocity doesn’t appear to be dead, but at least it isn’t moving towards us anymore.

Clarrisa is crying for her friend, so I try to comfort her by putting my hand on her shoulder while saying, “He’s a hero, Clarrisa.”

“And I’m proud of him. For a rookie, you knew what to do when faced with a difficult decision. Now…you’re going to take me with you.”

“What? No. You don’t want to be with me. I’ll just be slowing you down since I have to wait at the station.”

“My plan was to escape with those two but you’re the only one I can go with now.”

“I’m not escaping until I need to do what I need to at the police station. Just find a car and escape with it without me. There shouldn’t be many more zombies in the town so you should have a clear shot out of here.”

“I’m not leaving without you. I’m the only cop left in this town and I’m not going to leave another one to die. You’re taking me with you and that’s it.”

“…Fine.”

“Good. I knew you’d see it my way.”

Clarrisa and I walk to the police station, which I see in the distance. The streets are empty, and the danger appears to have diminished, but what am I going to do with Clarrisa?

 

 

Chapter 3 – Chekhov’s Gun

We’re almost to the police station and there hasn’t been one single flesh zombie in sight. This feels so wrong compared to before where I couldn’t look in a single direction without seeing one of those things, but the town seems completely empty now. It makes sense because of what we just fought though it feels like there should be more. This makes things difficult for me in how I need to get rid of her. I’m hoping that either the people in the helicopter or in Curaga will change their mind if I can convince them that she can come with me. They must have seen what happened. They must know that she can be useful.

She’s sticking close to me while looking around and looking down at the ground every few seconds. Poor girl just lost her home and everyone she knew. There has to be something I can do.

“We’re here,” Clarrisa says as we arrive at the front of the police station.

This place isn’t heavily barricaded so it’s easy to slip into. The inside of the station barely has any blood in it and the place is mostly clean with a few things lying around as if someone was trying to leave after a normal Friday and they just wanted to go home. We pass by the armory and find that most of the guns are gone, but we do find some ammo and leftover grenades.

“We should take these just in case,” I say.

“You don’t think there are more out there, do you?”

“Better to be safe than sorry.”

“My dad always said that. He always warned me not to get into danger unless I knew I could get out.”

“He’s a smart man. I told my own daughter something similar.”

“You have a daughter?”

“Yeah. She has an incurable disease.”

“Is this job to help her?”

“Yes, it is.”

“I have a feeling you know more about this outbreak of flesh zombies than you let on. Is it true?”

Why does she really have to ask me this now?

She continues, “I know you’re an experienced officer, so you must be trained in knowing when someone’s lying, but that also must mean you know how to lie. You’ve been leaving just enough details in what you say and enough honesty in your voice to convince me that you’re an honest man, so be honest with me.”

“Your dad taught you how to be a good cop. I’m sure he’s proud of you.”

“Dad didn’t raise his daughter to be an airhead. Give me an honest answer.”

“The honest truth is that I was sent here to retrieve part of a cure that caused this outbreak, but the people who worked with us rebelled because they wanted the credit and fame for themselves. The cure itself can cure millions of people including my daughter, but when it’s separate, it’s deadly. Don’t blame the cure makers. Just blame the selfish pricks who didn’t want to cooperate because they weren’t going to get the credit they wanted.”

“Can you tell me who you work for?”

“You can figure that out on your own. A helicopter is coming here to pick me up with half the cure, but they don’t want anyone coming with me because they don’t trust you. That’s why you have to escape on your own.”

“They’re not much of a company that wants to help people if they want to leave me for dead.”

“They don’t want you dead. They just would rather you didn’t know who they were because you might not understand that it wasn’t their fault.”

“If that’s the way it’s going to be, then I will figure it out on my own.”

“I know you will. Now, go get a vehicle and leave.”

“Fine.”

Clarrisa leaves with her weapons. She’s going to find the answers she wants or Curaga is going to find her. I just know it. I hope they don’t do anything bad…oh no.

“Watch out!”

A large tendril is about to hit Clarrisa through a window, so I push her out of the way before it hits her.

“Clarrisa!”

“I’m okay!”

“Get out of here! Hurry!”

“How about you follow your own advice, old man?!”

Right. I head up the stairs as tendrils begin to pierce through them. Is that atrocity from before still alive or is this a different one? Whatever the answer is, I’m sure I’ll find out soon. When I get up to the roof, I look into the distance to see my helicopter, but when I look off one ledge I almost get hit with a tendril. I throw a few grenades I have off the ledge and after they all blow up, I slowly approach the ledge and look down to see a mess of burnt flesh, body parts, faces, and mouths. It’s definitely the same atrocity as before, but it’s smaller now and looks as if it cut off part of itself. Maybe it knew to do that so it could survive. There’s some kind of heart or core in the center of the mess that has veins connecting it together. I shoot at it and nothing happens. Even my last couple grenades don’t do anything.

Suddenly, I hear my helicopter and before I know it, it’s landing on the roof. When I look back down, I see that the atrocity is regenerating. My fire bullets are probably the only good weapon I can use. I then see a police car driving away. She finally gets out, but the atrocity gets up and runs with its many legs after Clarrisa. My normal bullets don’t do anything on the charred legs and body, and it’s already too far for my pistol shots to hit it. Damn it!

“Get in the chopper already!” I hear someone from the helicopter say.

I can’t do anything to help her now. Unless…

I get into the helicopter and tell the pilot, “Chase after that police car! That officer needs help!”

“Okay, but we aren’t stopping. Use the turret if you really want to do some real damage.”

I quickly get to the turret and unload whatever I can as we fly over Clarrisa, but I can only land so many shots that slow the atrocity down by a little. If only I had used my fire bullets on the core when I had the shot, then she wouldn’t have had any trouble escaping. It sounds like she’s taking sharp turns as she tries to dodge the atrocity. It’s on her tail. Come on Clarrisa…

“You still have half the cure, right?” the pilot asks.

“I got it.”

“It’s amazing that you survived. I heard that it was Hell on earth down there.”

“It was. I got out by the skin of my teeth thanks to a group of cops.”

“Is that who was in that car?”

“Yeah. There’s only one of them that survived.”

“That’s tough. They’re going to have a slim chance of survival especially with what’s coming next.”

“What do you mean?”

“They didn’t tell you? Here, use this comm device to ask them.”

The pilot gives me a communication device and I say into it, “This is Retto. I’m aboard the helicopter a-”

“We’re so glad you escaped, Mr. Retto. We knew we could rely on you. You’re just in time as well.”

“In time for what?”

“We were going to tell you, but we thought you already had so much rushing you that we thought it was better not to tell you about the nuke coming in.”

“Nuke?!”

“That’s the only way to truly clean the city. Any other way would just risk another outbreak.”

“Delay it! I rescued an officer who is trying to avoid an abomination of flesh while trying to escape.”

“Then we can only pray and hope that the officer escapes. We cannot call off the nuke especially since we’ve already pulled so many strings to get it deployed in the first place.”

I hit the side of the helicopter.

“Damn it! I should’ve brought her with me. If you only let me bring her with me-”

“Then you would’ve been in greater danger. We don’t believe in the exchange of lives, but you must think about the lives that will be saved with what you have. Don’t worry about the woman. If you think she is capable, she will escape.”

“Tch.”

“We will be seeing you soon with your reward, Mr. Retto, and don’t look directly into the explosion of the nuke, otherwise, you’ll be blinded.”

“Thanks for the tip.”

About thirty seconds pass before the town is nuked. I look at the aftermath and see that everything around the town is destroyed too. I guess the explosion had to be massive in order to destroy any infected creatures that might’ve wandered out of the town. Clarrisa is a smart girl, but I don’t know if she made it. If she did die…I don’t know. I can’t let myself worry about it now.

In the following days, my daughter is cured and is now perfectly healthy along with millions of other people. Even though I didn’t help in making the cure, my name is included with the others who did make it, which has given me some fame in the industry and government. I’m also set for life with the amount of money that Curaga has given me along with free healthcare, which is a nice bonus, however, I can’t get the events I went through out of my head.

My daughter and I now live in a nice small house for the two of us filled with all the things she wants. Pictures of my family, accomplishments, and all her toys and dolls in shelves for everyone to see. I don’t care for the look of the house, but I put my foot down when she suggests things such as putting up purple, red, and pink curtains all over the house to make it look fancier. My daughter goes to a special school to catch up on what she missed, and she’s doing well. I didn’t expect anything less from my daughter.

Speaking about daughters, Clarrisa is still on my mind. My daughter keeps reminding me of her because she wants to be an officer like me and acts tough and asks questions like how Clarrisa did. It may just be me being too hard on myself, but I could’ve saved more people if I actually used my fire bullets. I didn’t because I was afraid of exposing myself and risking my daughter’s life. Sure, the lives of millions of others were at stake, but in my mind, if I can’t save a single life, then I can’t save anyone. I’ve talked to psychiatrists at Curaga and they’ve told me to be easier on myself and the priests I see tell me the same. I guess I should just let it go, but I feel like I’m turning my back on my calling since I do nothing nowadays besides reading theology and philosophy books, instead of looking for guard jobs or at least trying to get back into law enforcement.

On one normal day, I get a knock at the door. A man dressed in a casual suit greets me and says, “We at Curaga have uses for your skills again if you wish to aid in the saving of more lives. What do you say, Mr. Retto?”

We talk about the pay and who will take care of my daughter then I say, “I accept, but please, call me Mr. Morte.”

 

The End

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