Join the new world

I could already see the building from a distance. The lights out, heavily fenced, the barb wire entangling through the old iron gates. The nightly sky was lit now and then…..flares shone their eerie light over the otherwise pitch dark city. Alarms sounded….a long, ominous sound, like a howl in the cold night.

The snow under my boots moaned with every step as I drew closer. Another flare went off, this time closer…I could hear the distant rumbling of bomber jets approaching. Streaks of light, pulses shot through the black sky as the anti-air turrets shot their first rounds.

They were testing the defences….an game of win and lose, it had been going on for days now. It would prove to be a long war…a war not won by whom could deal the most damage, but one where supplies and sheer determination would matter most in the end. If they had hoped for a blitz…they would long have abandoned that hope by now.



I sprinted across the street, quickly returning to the shadows. You never knew if snipers were closeby and in this light, uniforms could easily be mistaken to be the wrong kind. After all…everyone that isn’t with us, is against us, right ?

Another sprint….the iron gate clanked in the night as I reached it. With a long, slow creak, the gates pushed open. Each step I walked closer, the pristine snow blanket was imprinted with heavy tracks. The old, mahogany double doors opened only a bit and an elderly man peeked outside.

I slipped in, kicking the snow from my boots. Candles were lit to provide just enough light, the lights dimmed to throw off snipers. The old man raised an eyebrow and gestured for my overcoat and assault rifle.

“Welcome to Canada, Ambassador……shall I take your…erhm….luggage ?”