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We walked across GSV 1 to the Command Center, the "capital building" of the Green Smurf Colony. At the moment we set a foot through the front door, Rick was there to greet us. "I miss you guys," he said as he shook my hand, "Chernov, I've been trying to get a hold of you for a week. Is there something wrong?"
"You should have figured that out when I showed up here," I said sternly, "The smurfs are in danger again and I'm in deep sh#t, a story I don't remember writing is coming true and-"
"You're writing again?" interrupted Rick.
"I don't know Rick," I barked, "A story I have no memory of writing is coming to life, I literally wrote the words of your joke."
I showed him the manuscript page of the joke he made on the radio and Rick read it, his face was priceless when he returns his attention to me, "Oh my god Chernov," he says as Grandpa Smurf snickers, "Have you become God?"
"I can't believe you are that stupid," I comment, "There is a monster trying to kill us, the Dark Presence. Its taking over everything in its path to wipe us all out, smurfs and inanimate objects, even Gargamel was under assault one night."
"This is the kind of stuff people are put into asylum Chernov," noted Rick, "Are you loosing your mind?"
"I already had," I admitted, "And know its on the loose, in the form of nightmares I had intentionally create."
"Come to think of it," said Rick, "I did receive an SOS call from those green smurfs who tried to play a prank on the Smurf Village, they said about being attacked by the shadows. I asked what they mean but the transmission was cut before they gave me an answer, that is why I tried to contact you all week. When you didn't respond, we fear the worst."
"So what did you do?" I asked.
"I sent some green smurfs to investigate these, shadows," explained Rick, "I sent about 4 green smurfs to the Smurf Village to see what's going on, they never reported back nor did they ever returned. The SOS transmission was received and night, and they said they were attacked by shadows. After giving it much needed thought, I advised everyone to sleep with the lights on at night till you either contact me or show up personally."
"Well I'm here now," I said, "And I need you to ask you a vital favor."
"What is it that is so important?" asked Rick.
"For some reason, the manuscript pages that are making all of this happen are scattered across our paths." I explained, "These pages can turn up anywhere, so please keep an eye out for them. Okay?"
"I'll do what I can Chernov," said Rick, "Is there anything else?"
"Have the entire Green Smurf Colony prepare for war," I said, "Tell the green smurfs that they're about to face an enemy that is no other, tell them they're going to face an entity that rules the night. And the only way we can fight this thing is light."
"Finally some action," said Rick, "Music to my ears."
"Its not war," I noted, "Its pure horror."
Clearly I had never been more serious than that moment to him, as he went onto the radio to alert the entire colony I stumbled into Rachael as I was just about to leave. Cherskey and Nelly were right behind her, they look more tired than expected. "Chernov?" asked Rachael.
"Yes Rachael?" I answered.
"Would you please don't leave me alone again?" she asked, "I couldn't sleep with The Taken after me and the children are hard to control and..."
She paused for a moment before wrapping her arms around me and cried, "Rachael," I said, "I can't protect you forever, there are times where you must face situations by yourself. I'll be able to provide some support, but I have my limits."
"I understand," she sobbed, "Just, don't leave me alone in this nightmare."
She's right, I can't leave her alone in this nightmare. Rachael views me both a love partner and protector, she has faith in me for her safety. The best I could do is to teach her self-protection, but I've been teaching our children more than her.
After Rick warned the green smurfs of an impending attack at night, they immediately sprang into action. Rick instructed everyone to prepare for conventional war, but this time they must have a flashlight installed into their guns and must have another flashlight on hand. I then guided the green smurfs personally by having them set up worklights at strategic locations, and also one spotlight for each smurf village.
The green smurfs don't know what they're about to fight, I told them that its an entity that rules the night. I told them pretty much everything, told all 1,000 green smurfs. They had mixed feelings about what they're facing, they even had questions if the Dark Presence really exist. Then I brought up the Dark Presence's uncanny ability to take permanent control of animals and inanimate objects, and I also brought up the raid party that failed to return to the Green Smurf Colony.
Now they seemed even more confused than before, I can't blame them. But I knew that the Dark Presence will attack the Colony, and it will come after me first. I am the only one who chains the Dark Presence, if it kills me then it will be free to take over le Pays maudit and no one will not be able to stop it.
As the sun prepares to set once again, I double-checked everything just to be sure. Made sure that the green smurfs had flashlights with fresh batteries and fully stocked on ammunition, flares, and flash-bang grenades. I advised the green smurfs to take cover in a well-lit light source when they need to. They seem pretty rational, I wonder if they would still be rational once the sun rises the next day.
Rachael takes shelter inside the Command Center with the kids, I got out my Heavy-Duty Lantern Flashlight and replaced the battery with a lithium one. I tested it just to make sure it works, I have never seen a flashlight this bright ever since. I turned it off and regrouped with my fellow green smurfs, they all seemed a bit anxious on who they're fighting, "So this Dark Presence only comes out at night?" one of them asked.
"Yes," I replied, "What do you think the term, Dark Presence, came from?"
"You seemed a bit moody lately Chernov," said the green smurf again, "What did this thing do to you anyway?"
"Trap me and all of us into a story written unintentionally by my own hands," I replied, "Once we defeat this thing, I'll make sure that it stays defeated for the rest of its existence."
"What ever you say Chernov," said the green smurf, "I always knew you have too much power."
"Power that I am not aware of that is," I said, "Maybe because its for the good of all."
I walked away and caught sight of another manuscript page, pinned to a bulletin board used for daily announcements and recreation activities. I walked up to it and removed the manuscript page from the board and read.
The green smurf lumberjack works ferociously, trying to meet his wood quota awhile under the stars of the night. He was tired, just wanted to rest. So he sat down his chainsaw on a wooden table and sat down on a nearby chair to stair straight up into the night sky, it would be the last thing he ever sees. A possessed Hefty zipped into the area like lightning and plunged his ax into the green smurf's skull, killing him before he ever noticed.
The body tumbled to the ground like a rag doll as Hefty swung at it with his ax again, this time plunging the ax back into the skull and broke the weapon's handle. Furious, Hefty tossed the handle in a random direction before his eyes meet the chainsaw. The Taken approached it carefully, his dark eyes fixated on the chainsaw's teeth that was clobbered with saw dust. Hefty picks up the chainsaw and starts up its motor, shadows engulfed it as it roars to life.
TO BE CONTINUED...
