Creative Writing: Taser-Laser

“Don’t go, not yet. We wait till it’s darkest,” she said, her voice crackling. She petted Rolo and the dog settled her nose in her fingers. Dacka wasn’t afraid. Finally, transcending her fear, she knew this was war, this was real, this was life or death, from now on. Her hand held tight to her taser-laser. “Did you check your device?” She ventured. “Yes and I get no readings.” Franklin said back. “You shouldn’t until we reach their perimeter. Be wary not aggressive. We can’t be seen. Let’s synchronize.” Dacka continued. An hour and a half later they left their dark, safe, position and headed into what use to be their city. Bright intermittent street lights and menacing electronic billboards greeted them. The huge screens were kept on 24 hours …show more content…
All devices were reprogrammed. The citizens were on their knees, desperate, and pathetic. They didn’t even realize they were taken over. They were so brainwashed they trusted anything they saw and heard on their devices, it was their “god.” “No wonder they, we, were taken over, Keefer had said, they’re so f….in’ gullible and stupid, giving away any common sense, trusting anything “internet,”any internet stranger and now they’re helpless.” Furthermore, the demoralized city folk turned to their persecutors for salvation instead of fighting them off. Government was useless. Government had redirected their water to other locations leaving them on rationing. All work was stopped unless it was to guard the leftover water and find the rebels. The rebels knew who took the water and gutted the town but they were now water terrorists and the locals already were hateful remaining “free Americans” due to the propaganda campaign of the Maa Shene regime. “Good to know,” said Keefer, we’ll reprogram our devices, tools and weapons too. What’s the dog’s name?” “Rolo, replied Franklin, why didn’t you kill it?” “No, no, replied Keefer, dogs are too smart and too valuable, besides we are not murderers. We just want our lives, not prisoners or body counts.” Franklin, curious, continued, “How did you set this place up? My friend said he knew of you but I never did.” Keefer pointed out,”Your friend was our best tech-man, helped build this electronic data chamber, and is a spy in town. He saw the Maa Shene regime coming before they took our town, our water. He even knew the country was silently being seized, and warned the locals, but all they did was look to their devices and television sets and believed every word they were told. The Maa Shene regime came and instantly controlled the communication, then the water, before anyone could recheck their device or turn the channel of their television.” Keefer