After walking a long time through the dark streets of South City, I saw a light and knew instantly that I had arrived to the Untouchables' camp. The sky was dark and the only source illuminating the whole camp was the reflection of the moon and the light I could see from a distance. It was full of fog, and I could barely see where I was going. The water droplets suspended in the air were a distraction for what was going on in the camp, and the reality I had not yet seen in person. A strike of fear hit me each time I took a step closer. I passed through some people avoiding eye contact with them, but my eyes could still see how the looked at me with suspicion in their faces. The place was full of people, dirty Untouchables. I couldn't help but think why their name was "Untouchables" the last thing I wanted to do was touch them.
I saw a shadow getting close to me, and right then we found ourselves having a conversation. He was the leader of the Untouchables. In his voice I could hear how his poor education was showing, and it took a while for me to get used to it. I started telling him how and why I was here. He was suspicious at first, but sentence by sentence I could see that he was believing me. While he was talking, I couldn't stop thinking about by brother, my dead brother. I knew I wanted revenge for that, but also I wanted justice for my country and for these dirty people living in these camps. I had a brilliant plan, so I started developing my ideas with him. The best way to taking this to an end was starting a rebellion.
After a few days, I was starving. They didn't had enough food to even feed themselves. I realized that a rebellion couldn't take place if the people where underfed. So I came up with a system to help supply the Untouchables with the necessary resources. A few Untouchables and me starting robbing food and other supplies from the higher class. I hijacked the high class delivering system so that some packages could arrive in our camps. The food robbing raid was a successful plan and I knew soon enough we were prepared. Little by little they started regaining strength and it was only a matter of time for the rebellion to start.
No comments:
Post a Comment