Another Day @ Work

Yesterday was a good day at work.

Busted 7 smokers inside the cinema, 5 smokers in the toilets, 14 underage movie-goers, found a wallet with alot of money in it and returned it to its owner intact, found 3 handphones and probably terrorized a few kids into keeping quiet in the cinemas.

Yep. Yesterday was a good day.

Im not saying I was happy doing all those things, especially the underage thing. Its just that yesterday, some idiot on Stomp posted an article about how easy it is to get into GV Yishun to watch an underrated movie using his brother's card. He was practically boasting.

My manager decided that things were too slack and told us to buck up, so that was what we were doing.

And to Henry, Ka Hui and all your friends. Sorry I can't let you into the Final Destination. If you had bought tickets and tried to get in, I would have busted you guys...

Sorry dudes. I love my measly pay and free movies too much to give it up.

In other news, more people joined us at work. A guy from AI, Praveen, and another dude named Rafi. Socializing a bit more, but like I said. I have a job to do. Job first, socialize later.

And I have yet to tell someone something that will change me for the better I hope.

The time is coming... But when the time comes, will I have the courage to go up to this person and tell them?

It's Time

I have a reason for doing the things I've been doing, but I never thought it was a good enough reason to justify what I've been doing.

Not just this week, but for the past few months. I've let my own personal emotions get in the way of me being productive.

I've let myself become a liability to my friends, to AFT and to myself. It's not fair to you guys.

I can be better than this. I can give more. I know, I know....


I'm going to just go up and face my problems in the face and settle it cos right now I can't let this come in the way of our future projects. There are more pressing issues at hand.

I'm going to stand up to the base plate soon. I'm just waiting for a chance.

Too many people have been hurt, too much is at stake.


Whatever happens, just know that I'm not doing this cos I want a answer. I need to get this off my chest, and I need to stop my nonsense now.


I've exhausted all my other options...

I have no time to explore alternatives anymore.


Time is running out...

Reminisce...

Just listening to very nice love songs, courtesy of Colin.

Listening to Love Story by Taylor Swift right now. Its very sweet...

Been a long time since I heard such sweet songs...Like really listen.

Its been what? A year plus since I listened to love songs....

And I realized...Its been a year plus. I always thought I'd gotten over my past relationship, but now I realize that I'd never gotten over it.

I'd done the forgetting part...Just not the healing. It's really hard to trust myself to feel the way I used too...

Yes I know what you're all thinking...

Is this another typical emo post? Yes.
Is this guy over his relationship? Maybe not.
Is he having another drama moment? Im not sure...

Was he in love? Yes...

Now my question to you...

Have you ever been in love...?


If you have, then you'll read what I have to say with understanding and maybe even have sweet memories conjured up in your mind.

You know what I'm talking about. The days when everything seemed so perfect, when you could look at the whole purpose of your existence and feel that the sun was shining brighter and the birds were chirping louder and the wind was cooler on your face...

And her lips were sweeter than honey itself...

You were in heaven...

When you were close, you felt the whole world freeze just for you...

You didn't care who saw you, who said what.

You just enjoyed the moment you shared with the person...


I miss those moments...

I wont lie...I miss being in love.... Cause if you ask me, there is a beauty of waking up every morning, knowing there is someone waiting to see you, who loves being with you, who makes you feel like your the most important thing to them... You feel this overwhelming need to protect them and make them smile, and laugh...and love... It was never a chore...It just came to you naturally...


If you haven't felt something like that, then you would never understand what we are talking about... So stop assuming and labeling us all as weak...

If being in love means that we are weak, then Yes!! I would love to be a weak, pathetic fool... Cos there is a strength gained in losing a part of you to someone else...


So to my friends who have loved and lost... Hold on to those memories. They were always there for you in your darkest hours, in your darkest moments. To save you and pull you back. To keep the Sun shining brighter for a few more seconds, and the stars shining for another few more winks...


Hold on to them, cause they will always be there to keep you warm in your loneliest hour...


The best moments never existed....Cause time itself stopped for the both of you.... And the world was yours to take....


Reminisce...

Behind Enemy Lines- Part 1

Never a dull moment...

Sergeant YoJi took a good look at his control unit. The information that was displayed in front of him was accurate and up-to-date.

Good. There will be no mistakes this evening.

The time was only 6.30 pm.

YoJi had been on guard for 5 hours now, watching the battlefield of Golden Village foyer, controlling the maddened horde of patrons as they ran into their caves to hide until it was time for them to leave their place of leisure and solitude.

It had been a tough 5 hours. The presence of new prey, the dreaded Kandasamy, had drawn more patrons than anyone had expected. But for the past few days, YoJi and his team had managed to hold out.

A grunt from his side told him that his CO had arrived. Lieutenant JC looked YoJi up and down before jotting something down on the control panel.

YoJi looked at his commanding officer. The man was slightly shorter than him, but YoJi knew he could pack a punch. He had seen this man single-handedly control a maddened crowd of patrons as they stampeded for the caves. Some of them were probably lying in a daze outside the cinema right now. He was a force to be reckoned with...

Jc looked at YoJi.

"Ok. Scout out 1 and 2 and report back asap. You'll be down for clean-out in ten minutes in cave 4."

YoJi nodded and left, pulling his weapon close to him, his trusty flashlight. His walkie- talkie crackled once. He reached behind his pants where it hund and adjusted the volume. YoJi made his way to cave 1, alert.

He entered the darkened cavern, taken aback by the sounds of thunder and gunfire coming from within. He walked up the stairs and scouted the cave. The patrons were quiet, hypnotized by the moving light on the wall in front of them. YoJi pulled his flashlight close and walked down the cave, watching carefully on both sides. One of them coughed. Yoga's hands dropped immediately to his walkie, anticipating the worst.

Nothing happened.

Quickly finishing up what he needed to do, he left cave 1.

He walked back out into the light and turned to cave 2 when suddenly his walkie crackled.

"General to YoJi. Come in YoJi."

YoJi drew the walkie and placed it to his mouth, then he pressed the button.

"Send over General."

"There is a problem in cave 6. Patron reported some small avian form flying in the air. Scout and report."

"Roger that."

YoJi sighed and made his way to cave 6, clipping his walkie back to his pants. Never a dull moment. He entered cave 6, and was again assailed by the sounds of screaming and yelling. He began walking up the stairs, when suddenly, he heard fluttering somewhere close in the darkness. YoJi drew his flashlight and switched it on...

To see dark eyes and wings flying straight at his face.

He ducked instinctively, the winged demon flying over his head. YoJi jumped for the door to close it, but it was too late. The demon was already out of the cave. Cursing his luck, YoJi got to his feet, pulling the walkie up to his mouth.

"YoJi to all ground troopers. We have an escaped demon loose in the foyer. I repeat there is a winged demon loose in the foyer."

He pulled open the door and ran out, just in time to see JC sprint up to him. JC threw a broom into the air. YoJi caught it and without missing a beat, turned and ran beside JC. In front of them, the winged demon flew, its screeches barely audible in the noisy foyer. Someone screamed as the demon passed over their heads. Suddenly, it turned in mid-air, diving to its right across the canyon.

YoJi looked over at JC.

"Split up and box it in!"

JC took off across the bridge that hung in the middle of the foyer, skidding to a stop right down the middle. YoJi ran straight to the other side of the foyer, positioning himself right in the middle. On the far side of the foyer, he could see his other comrades, LH and BG take positions on either side of the wall. The bat flew right smack in middle of the triangle that BG, LH and JC formed. One by one, BG and LH started to clap loudly.

The demon, irritated by the claps, banked away slowly from them, heading towards JC. Once it past JC, JC also started to clap. On both sides of the foyer, BG and LH had walked down, clapping loudly to scare the demon. Now the demon sttod in between YoJi and the three men.

Slowly, but steadily, the demon was coming closer to YoJi.

YoJi crouched, the broom clutched tightly in his hands. He had only one shot at this. Slowly the demon made its way withing 10 feet of YoJi...then 8 feet...then 6....then it was only 2 feet away, fluttering around, surrounded by LH, JC and BG.

All 3 looked at YoJi, waiting on him.

Not yet...Just a bit more...

Now the demon was directly above YoJi's head.

With a sudden leap straight up, YoJi raised the broom right above his head. In that split second, Demon and Man looked each other eye to eye. Slowly, YoJi started to fall.

With a loud crack, he brought the broom smashing on top of the demon's head. The beast flew straight into the wall, its head smashed in. Lying on the floor, it twitched once, before lying still.

All four men crowded around the beast. Suddenly, lying on the ground, the beast didn't look so beastly any more...It looked warm and fuzzy...and innocent.

They grimaced as they removed the corpse and disposed of it.

It was part of their jobs.

Just then, their walkies crackled again, as General's voice came through.

"General to all Ushers. Come in Ushers."

JC looked at the rest before answering the call. Definitely not good news.

"Send over General."

"We have a problem..."

YoJi sighed...

Never a dull moment...



To be Continued...

Epiphany

I think at some point in my life, things just went horribly horribly wrong. And now I can't get back to what I was before. No matter what anyone says, the person who existed before the musical is long dead and gone. I don't know if that is a good thing. I think it is. Then again, I have my doubts.

Before the musical, I used to love. I used to give my life to people in my life. Used to give willingly, let myself be vulnerable, be so full of life and joy and confidence and be honestly, truthfully carefree.

Now I am but a shadow of myself. I was broken, but I fixed myself.

All by myself.

It wasn't friends who helped. It wasn't family. It was me myself and I.

Taped the pieces of my broken heart back together, smiled and went on with life.

There is one thing about a broken heart held together with tape...

It doesn't work anymore.

I don't fall in love like I used to. Now I calculate love like a investment plan. What are the returns? Is it favorable?

Who the hell does that? I even do that to friendships, as was evident in the past one week, how I just detached myself from a few people in my life who I still find not worthy of my time...

Don't know if I should say that, but ya.

A friend of mine asked me why I am so cold now? I smile, joke, laugh, but he said he saw that I'm awfully cold.

Am I? Or am I being practical?

I dont know what I'm doing anymore. I feel nothing, no pain, no rage, no jealousy. Even seeing the person I like have fun around another guy doesn't even irk me. I still put up a porcelain face.

At first, I thought it was good acting.

Now I'm starting to wonder if its really acting.....

Its sad really... Haix.

Oh well.

Life goes on in the cold sunlight as I laugh the pains of today away...What pains will tomorrow bring?

Finally....A Well Deserved moment

Sitting in my Suite right now, with Jason Mraz crooning 'I'm Yours', with the soft air con blowing the cool wind across my face and the Sun coming in through the window, falling gently on my skin.

The ceiling to floor window is just slightly fogged as I wipe away a bit of the water to look out the window. From this hilltop view, I can see the whole school bathed in sunlight...

It has just occurred to me that I have just handed in my last school assignment... possibly ever...

After today, I wont have anymore exams...anymore CAs...anymore projects for the rest of my poly life... Possibly my life...

Haix...

This truly is a well deserved moment after all these years...

I watch the birds float lazily on the wind as I mouth along with Jason Mraz... 

Serenity... 

Another Long-Ass Week Ahead

Yep. Just like my title says, I've got another long ass week ahead.

Got work form Sunday til Wednesday.

Got AFT Meeting on Sunday.(Note the conflicting schedules)

Got Musical Meeting on Friday.

Got Michael Jackson Dance to Choreograph for Next Saturday... Still need time to practice.

Got Bettina's dance showcase to help choreo and put up next Friday. Already behind time...

Got Writing for Media due on Friday...This Friday... Not started... Lost the CA Brief...


The bright light at the end of the tunnel?

Holidays start this week... 10 weeks of bliss (work and AFT)

Pay Day next Thursday...


Life is good...

Not so Bad now...

I've been feeling quite good for the past few days.

Not wild n out good...Projects and outside stuff have kept me on the RedBull treatment for a few days, but good inside.

Like there is finally peace in chaos. I have actually managed to divert my energies from my problems and managed to put them into other more productive stuff.

Its not solved. The problems still exist...Its just that now it is much easier to face them. Yesterday at Splat! was a good example.

I had a blast. Seriously.

I've never had more fun backstage before. I naturally have fun when I'm on stage but yesterday was just good old fun... No pressure what-so-ever. The crowd was nice, the kids were great (loved their impromptu save... Amazing really) and on top of everything, I made quite a few people laugh. Too much actually, but hey, thats what I do.

I love making people happy, making them laugh. It's what I do best.

Maybe that's what I've been missing all these while. A good laugh. I got it last night, and it was good.

*Dey. Wipeout was hilarious. We shall make it a routine.*

**You're just crying to be saved but you dont want us to save you. So I'm not going to. I'll let you play with fire and I hope to hell you get burnt to ashes. Pick yourself up from that if you can. If not, you weren't really worth my attention**

Numb...

Im fucking tired now. I know I am. I just dont feel it.

Weird? Not really, considering I had 7 cans of Redbull in the last 24 hours so I'm on a major sugar rush now. If I dont maintain the sugar intake, then Im fucked at Splat tomorrow. Haix...

Self-Destructive...But there is a reason.

Yes, projects, scripts and everything. But there is an obvious reason to everything.

Right now I cant feel anything...which is where I want to be. No emotions, no tiredness. Just a numbing mindlessness that is a lot of help to me right now.

It helps me not to think about some things. It helps me to face my problems and not balk or flinch. It helps me to get through being myself.

Some of you would understand. SOme would claim to understand... Some would give up. I wont bother to explain myself. Just thought I had to explain myself to those who already know...

They ought to know why I behave in such a way...

It helps... A Lot...

My Reality...

Reality is a very weird word. Those of you who have seen my Facebook account have either been confused or disturbed. Or if you are as open minded as I wish you'd  be, then you would understand what I said and am going to say.

First, lets analyze the word, reality

REALITY

First, lets list down some things that are logically applicable as 'real' realities, or undeniable truths.

Gravity- It is agreed that what's goes up, must come back down to the Earth's surface. Or rather, what moves away from the surface of the Earth, must come back to its surface as long as gravitional pull is strong enough.

Force and Energy - Any moving object has kinetic energy. When that object comes to a stop, that energy MUST go somewhere. So that energy is transferred over, either to the air or another object.

The list can go on and on. These are undeniable truths. 

But these are truths of nature... Of the natural world. 1 and 1 makes 2. 

But what about the 'manufactured' realities. The fabricated truths. 

These aren't lies. They are just fabricated truths. Confused? 

Okay. Let me start from scratch. Everyone knows that Man is an organism so complex that we cannot analyze even 10% of what he does and why he does them. 

Agreed?

But one thing we know for sure is that man needs Order to survive. MAN REQUIRES ORDER.

Without it, he would die, disappear. Cease to exist. 

In the absence of Order, Man creates Order. It has to be part of the natural cycle. Agreed?

But who creates this Order?

God?

Now here comes the tricky part...

Order has been an integral part of Man even before Man discovered fire, even before he hunted the Mammoths of the world.

This Order has been there since the start of Man's existence, ever since some small insignificant primate took the small step of standing up on two legs.

Did these creatures know of God then?

Did they worship some higher being? No. They created this Order amongst their small social groups so they could follow a set of rules to stay alive.

Wild animals survive in the world of teeth and law. Meaning only the strongest survive. 

Agreed?

So it is true and possible that in these small groups, the strongest male was the leader of the group? The alpha male? 

It is true. It is an undeniable truth. 

Okay. Fast forward a few thousand years. Man is now covered in animal fur, holding spears and hunting wild things 10 times his size. Again, the Rule of Order sets in. 1 alpha male. But now, this lone alpha male can't decide for his entire group on his own. It is too much responsibility. He and select others have to decide where the group goes, what they do.

And what they believe in.

This is where fabricated truths set in.

Because he IS the alpha male, everyone in the group listens to him. If he says sleep, people sleep. If he says hunt, they hunt. If he says migrate, they do. He is not right ever. He only decides based on what he knows, which isn't alot. 

But the group follows, cause they trust his instincts, and they trust him. 

Fast forward few thousand years. 

And you have the great empires and civillisations. 

Great walled cities filled with joy and laughter...and war and blood.

These kingdoms are ruled by a select few. These select few are either chosen by the people, or ascend to the throne because of 'blood' Whatever the reason, there are people in power, who decided for the millions.

Agreed?

But a city cannot survive without purpose. No individual can. So these people in power make purposes. Soldiers to guard our city... Artists to beautify or city... Concubines to keep our soldiers happy... Every one is made to fulfill some purpose. 

And society comes to believe and ACCEPT that these ARE the reasons for doing what they do. 

But here is the question... 

Why? yes, they have a purpose.  But why do it? What is the overall purpose? 

For the betterment of the city? Yes... But why?

So the people can be happy? The people can happy on their own. Why must they toil?

So that the people in power can remain in power??

Hmm... Is this possible? 

Is it possible that the reason why there is a hierarchy is that the people at the top can remain at the top. 

But what do they want from being the top? 

The human need to be the center of everything. To be the top dog. 

To live the way they want to live. To be secure in their own world, so they make those who look up to them do the work and make the masses believe they are really doing it for some greater good. 

So these people in power direct their troops to take over another country, to raid and pillage more villages and cities... All from the comfort of their homes. 

But after a while, the masses start to question the leaders. 

Some are put down, others forced into being submissive. But this is not enough.

So they create Gods... Great mighty beings who call for the blood of their enemies... Leviathans who rise out of the seas, or soar into the skies and protect the people, and demand the services of the people.

They build great temples and worship this beings, not knowing that these Gods are the products of man himself...

Fast forward a few thousand years, we have Christianity, which in my opinion is the most amazing religion.

Nt because the bible declares it so... But because it is the One religion in history that sanctioned the killing of Millions of innocent people in the name of the Lord, when the bible preached mercy and equality

The idea was simple. The Kingdom of Christ wanted land and power. So they deemed the other races unfit for the world of God. Razing the ancient temples to the ground and building Churches on top of them, raping the women of the world, claiming them to be witches who worshipped some hideous Gods from the evil past, killing the children of the world, claiming them to be the spawns of the devil....

All these in the name of Mercy and Love... 

If the Lord decreed all man equal than why is that the Church sanctioned genocides of entire civillisations? 

You see my point?

In the ancient times, the Church was the Law, God and Government. What came from the Church was deemed to be the law. But who made the Church?

Man

Who ran it?

Man

So who controlled what was said?

Man

Who wrote the bible?

Man

Was the bible written after Christ's death?

Yes...300 hundred years after his death... By a bunch of people who barely knew Christ OR his disciples.

So is it possible that the bible and the Church is flawed?

Not possible.... It is

And not just the Christianity... Islam...Judaism.

All killed millions in the name of the one true God...

You know what that God was?

Power

And that power resides in the hands of the few...

Fast forward to today.

Today, the Churches and the mosques and the temples hold no sway over us cause globalisation has made it so. People have been exposed to a variety of differing statements over the years that they don't know what to believe anymore. 

So they turned to a new God...

Media

Today, everything we do is controlled by how the media portrays us or wants us to be.

If a action star picked up a cigarette and smoked it, sales of cigarettes soars. If an actor makes love with another, underage pregnancies soar.

Agree?

Of course you do. 

This is reality of the world. Our reality is what the people in power have made it out to be. 

Why is that what is normal and what is not is standardized by someone else. 20 years ago, homos were sanctioned demons. Today, they are becoming accepted because the media has made it so.

Soon, homos will become accepted. 

That is the way of the world. 

The person in power will keep changing it to keep his power... Keep us under his control. Keep us believing what he wants us to believe.

he doesn't like smoking cos it hurts HIS lungs...He doens't like sex cos HE cant get laid, so he wont let you get laid....or he believes in a very flawed religion that was also manufactured.

This argument can go on and on and on.... look. Im not saying I am right... I am saying that the you have to go and think for yourself.

Go out and figure out the world... Learn how it works. You'll be surprised.

Once you learn how it works, take advantage of it. Use it. Manipulate it. 

No one said it was right or wrong.

There is only fabricated realities...

Why can't it be yours that people follow....

YoJi-

The World will Know my Name before I Die... 

Where have all the Years gone?

Where have all the years gone?

It really is interesting to see how so many of us have grown up so fast...

From Kids who plonked themselves in front of Television set every Saturday to see Pokemon, to young adults who get up every Saturday morning to decided where they are going out today, and what new dreams and goals they are going to achieve...


Where have all the days gone? All the little things we used to do as kids?

Or has the act of growing up weeded out our childhood?


Harry Potter is a good example... A great example.

All of us surely remember the very first time Harry potter and the Sorcerer's Stone came out on the big screen, enthralling us with this new marvelous world which we were transported to every time we pressed play or flipped a page.

I clearly remember afternoons spent cooped up on a sofa with 2 Harry Potter books in front of me. I'll finish them all before midnight...

And if I couldn't, I'd stay up to finish them, hiding under a blanket with a flashlight, just like Harry did, when he had to do homework during his holidays...

But somewhere along the way, 'Awe' and 'Interest' have become replaced with words like 'Childish' and 'Nonsense'...

Is this the curse of growing up?

It saddens me to say that for these past few years, the thrill and euphoria I experienced whenever a new Harry Potter movie or book came out was gone...

I only felt disgust... Like why would anyone watch or read this crap??



Yesterday, I walked into a cinema filled with, oddly enough, adults.

The movie?


Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince.



I was amused that so many adults would come to watch such a 'lame' flick...

Why were they here? NO....Why was I here?

Before the movie, I clearly remember telling my friend that this movie sucked and that it wasn't worth watching it. But I'd come for the company... So I decided to just enjoy the company.

But from the moment the reel started to roll, I was taken back to those lazy, cozy afternoons, remembering spells and secret rooms... to characters and locations...

Tt all came rushing back.

I was surprised when I turned to Suadz and told her at one point what Sectum Sempera, the spell meant and what it does. From which dark recess of my mind had this information been extracted from?

I knew the name of the Room in which Draco had found the Vanishing Cabinet... the Room of Requirement...

But the most painful impact came when Snape walked in, and with a single flick of his wand, killed Albus Dumbledore...

At that moment, I felt a rush of emotions through me... Not that the scene was an Oscar award winning moment...But what it meant...


Almost 11 years after I had picked up the first book, after I had been captured by this mystical world, I was witnessing something that really meant a lot to me.


The death of a character who had amazed and amused me all these years... A stone pillar of support who could laugh in the face of danger, with those 'twinkling eyes'... I watched with sadness as that twinkle left his eyes...


It was then that I realized why all these grown up people were sitting there...


This wasn't a movie for kids and children...

For the little ones who could barely understand what 'The Boy who had Lived' was all about...


This was movie for the real Harry potter fans...

The real Harry Potter generation...

Us...

The ones who had grown up on the lightning scar and secret rooms and magic and Qudditch...

Who had grown up on the Boy who Lived....

As I saw the credits roll, I remembered what it was like to be that little boy again...

I walked out with one question answered...


Where have all the years gone?

No where...

They were always right here...

We just didn't know it...

A Marvellous Tale of Adventure and Popcorn...

Just came back from work. Got off early today. Whew!

Im really f***ing overdosed on RedBull right now... How do I sleep without you, 'oh-so-lovely-over-sweetened-pancreas -killing-honey-to-my-lips'. Your smell sends ripples down my spine and i savour your sweetness on the tip of my tongue. Whoo!

Ok. Now that the im-material gay moment is over. Back to my story. Instead of writing out the day in the usual, bland boring way, I've decided I want to.... (wait for it)... WRITE A STORY!

Yes oh-so-marvellous people! I'm going to be write a story on a -oh-so-marvellous day at work.

So it begins, with our hero, sitting in his trench...

The Candy Bar... waiting for his witless prey to come...

the oh-so-dreaded Patron.

He checks his watch. Its only 630. He looks up. Somewhere in the distance, he hears footsteps.

A lot of footsteps...Like the sound of thunder.

He gets up, preparing his counter for the inevitable rush of maddened creatures, hungry mouths waiting to be fed with the piles and piles of food waiting behind him.

He tenses. He's ready. Beside him, his brave comrades get up too. Some quickly re-load their ammo, stocking the racks with chips and sweets. Other prepare their grenades, cups of ice waiting to be filled with the thirst-quenching drinks the enemy so desires.

He sees his prey now, filing up at the gates of hell, thrusting their tickets at the overwhelmed ushers. The ushers move quickly, letting the first through. But they cannot hold on much longer...

Then, the first of them break through.

Rushing blindly forward, they hit the counter like a gargantuan wave, screaming their foul, damned orders, hungry mouths and faces waiting to to be stuffed!

He lobs a few grenades to appease their appetites first, then turns to get the heavy artillery...

The Popcorn.

He rushes forward. Suddenly, his comrades appears to his left, carrying a tray of nachos. Our hero ducks, barely avoiding the hot cheese waiting to scald the inside of some distasteful mouth!

He quickly recovers and gets to the armory to fill up his tanks with the popcorn. He rushes back, just as the disgusting creatures scream for more bloody hotdogs!

Cursing his fate, our hero jumps to the rack to scoop up a few cheesy hotdogs, burning his hands along the way. He gets back in time to receive the smelly, sweat-drenched cash, just as new wave of monsters hit the counter.

He fights this unrelenting crowd for what seems like ages. His comrade to his side yells, overwhelmed. He jumps in to help her, scooping up nachos and hotdogs for her...But is it enough?

Looking around at the screaming and the carnage our hero realises one thing...

They were overwhelmed.

He rushes over to his comm unit to do the one thing he could ...


Call for backup....


In seconds, his general and lieutenant arrive with 2 more soldiers. Now, 7 people are working to fight off the hellish mob!

It starts to work. The mob is slowly thinning out. Our hero glances over at the crowd as he fills up a cup. They were winning!

Within minutes, the mob is all but gone, fleeing to the safety of the darkened chambers where they will sit, enthralled by moving pictures and sound, oblivious to the war that just happened outside.. It was like they were never there.

But our hero knows that soon, a new army will arrive. And they will be under siege again. They had only minutes. They reloaded, restocked and prepared again.

Our hero stares at his watch... 645...

Fifteen minutes... It had seemed like a lifetime...

Over the dark dark horizon...he hears thunderous footsteps...