9
Once the imposters teleported to America, Big Brother was watching the horror several hours later. O'Brian watched the recording with a recoiling feeling that was called fear. This feeling of fear was a hypocrisy that O'Brian hid very well from his fellow collogues. Big Brother has no fear, no love, no hope, only anger and pride for it's government. Wearing a mask of calmness he watched as Winston attack his former lover then the Thought Police then finally to O'Brian's comfort (another hypocrisy) the recording was over.
O'Brian stood up from his chair and turned to his fellow collogues who where also wearing a blank mask of authority. "My fellow comrades….this thing can be stopped. This is the work of Eastasia because we've always been at war with Eastasia!" This of course wasn't true. A month ago it was Eurrussia and they were always at war with Eurrussia. The truth to all this was there hasn't been a war for a 1000 years but the public doesn't know that and Big Brother would like to keep it that way. The few soldiers in the room cheered in blind obedient for several seconds until O'Brian waved his hand for silence.
"Since this is the work of Eastasia we will defeat their secret weapon like we did with all their weapons they wheeled at us!" This too was a lie. For a 1000 years without war Big Brother had been unleashing weapons on their own people then pointing the finger at Eastasia or Eurrussia. Another way to keep the people in line. Again the comrades cheered even louder then before.
"If Eastasia thinks unleashing this thing on us will bring us on our knees in fear? Well they are wrong! We will divine!"
"Haora!"
"We will conquer!"
"Haora!"
"And we will show them who is the greater power in the whole world!"
"HAORA!" screamed the comrades this feverish anger and national pride that had been in grind into their conscience since the cradle. Seeing his comrades showing their national pride O'Brian became himself again as pride overleaped his fear (which was still recoiling in his gut) then they left their separate ways. Just when he went to his car the feeling of pride went away quickly to O'Brian's frustration as the fear came back in with a vengeance.
O'Brian sat in the car with his hands on the steering wheel white knuckled. The image of Winston changing repeated itself in his mind but there was one thing that unsettled him the most. Once the monster changed back into a human form he could have sworn it was smiling at him as if to say 'I'm going to get you'. Feeling so unsettled O'Brian drove off hoping (yet another hypocrisy) that this would go away.
While O'Brian boasted of winning a war he will not win Russell, Winston, Julia and the others form in a large circle planning the next attack. "Everything is going to plan. Half of the Proles and some of the Outer and Inner Party members. By tomorrow we will have most of Ociania." Unlike O'Brian's comrades filled with pride of a false nation the imposters bowed their head in reverence like worshippers to an idol.
"Winston….Julia"
"Yes, sir" they said in unison.
"By tomorrow you must go to the lab at the Ministry of Love retrieving water and blood. Take as much as you can without getting caught. Understand?"
"Understand," they said with a bow then was relieved of their presence.
"As for the rest of you, consume as much as you can. By tomorrow night we will spread to Eastasia and Eurrussia but for tonight go hunt."
"Yes sir," they said and bowed once more then left in the night to consume more victims. By tomorrow the real war will begin.