blog/enigma

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

3:25 AM

Jiasheng woke up in a groggy daze and immediately sensed that something was not right.
First was the smell. A pervading odor of sulfur assaulted his olfactory faculties, a sharp choking pungency. He bent over, tearing up and coughed harshly against the silence.

Silence? The ambiance was not the usual HDB noisiness that he usually woke up to. There were no cats creating a ruckus, nor inconsiderate neighbours listening to music late into the night. All there was an oppressive quietness that was louder than sound, an expanding ring of pressure that made Jiasheng want to open his eyes at where exactly he was. He did not like the feeling of not knowing.

Slowly, he rubbed the tears away and tried to see. A blinding pain literally shot up his eyes, forcing him to return to darkness. After several attempts, Jiasheng was horrified to find himself robbed of his sight. He could no longer see.

It was at that time when a resounding vociferation took the silence like a vase and smashed it into a thousand pieces.

"WELCOME TO HELL."

Fearful, Jiasheng raved lucidly like a madman, "Who is this? Who are you? Where am I?"

"YOU ARE IN HELL. I AM YOUR ULTIMATE PUNISHER, AND I AM HERE TO DELIVER WHAT YOU DESERVE."

"What did I do? Oh my god, I don't deserve this! I want to go back! I promise I'll be good! Please, oh whoever this is, please!"

"TOO LATE."

Jiasheng sobbed pitifully, his tears quickly consumed by a heat which was making its entrance swiftly. Fire and brimstone, he thought to himself, oh my god, it's all true!

"At least tell me what I did to deserve this," Jiasheng conceded defeat, with an air of fatalism.

"YOUR GREATEST SIN: ON 11/9/07, YOU BETRAYED YOUR PEDAGOGIC MENTORS AND DILIGENT PEERS BY SLEEPING FOR A FULL 12 HOURS, AND THUS NOT DOING THE TASK ON YOUR TO-DO-LIST. YOU HAVE WASTED TIME AND ENERGY ON AN EXTREMELY UNPRODUCTIVE ACTIVITY.
YOUR SECOND SIN: AFTER YOUR SIESTA, YOU PROCEEDED TO WRITE A SATIRE ON IT. HOW YOU IRK ME! MEN, TAKE HIM AWAY TO THE DEEPEST OF OUR RECESSES, AND CONDEMN HIM TO A SLEEPLESS TORTURE."

"Nooooo!" cried Jiasheng as unseen forces dragged him away to his fateful demise.

signed, jiasheng

19th Sept
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