am screaming and opening my eyes at Enyemaka, whose eye is glowing red at me, and I am biting my teeth and my whole body is shivering but I am on one knee and still upright and pain is pushing me down to the ground, but I am staying as I am and I am holding my cord in my hand and squeezing, and it is this squeezing that is pulling me out of the remembering. And Enyemaka is not letting go of my arm but I am pulling hard against her and pulling and pulling and pulling until I am hearing giant metal RIP and Enyemaka’s arm is lying in red dust but the hand is still gripping me. I am falling onto the ground but coming back to my feet quick and slamming the arm on the ground until it is letting go of me, then I am seeing Enyemaka turning to me. My cord is hanging loose behind me like long piece of hair. And Enyemaka’s eye is still glowing. I am picking up arm and I am raising it like boy in remembering is raising his stick and there is passing one moment where I am hesitating because I am loving Enyemaka and she is caring for me and she is giving me purpose, but then she is lying to me and I am telling myself that they are the same but maybe this one is different. Maybe this one is being the bad one, but I am not letting myself to think these thing for long because she is stepping closer to me and I am closing my eyes and swinging. And when I am hearing the metal crash against the metal it is making me to be sadding, and Enyemaka is falling but I am not stopping and I am bringing the arm up and down, up and down, up and down until Enyemaka’s face is just small small pieces of metal on the ground.

When I am finished, I am looking down at Enyemaka, who is expiring, and I am wanting it to not be this way, but her eye is still glowing red, then it is glowing green for one moment and I am thinking that she is back to Enyemaka who is loving me, then is no more glowing. Just darkness.

The earth is moving under my feet. Pebble is bouncing and bone is rattling. Then I am looking and I am seeing cloud of red dust forming on the ground in the distance. It is rising high and high and being so thick it is blocking the sun. They are coming.

The Enyemaka are coming for me.

And I am running.

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