Denny+S

Denny S

Despair



Chapter One : The Unwanted Customer

“Welcome aboard! This is Captain Stevenson speaking. We are departing from Brazil and will be landing in Australia. The flight is estimated to take about twelve hours. The current weather is mild with a temperature of 24 degrees. We will be departing in a couple of minutes. Please stay in your seats and buckle up. Enjoy your safe flight.” I have yearned for this day since I dated my first love, who is now my wife. Today was the once in a life time day because it was our first and last honeymoon. With a delightful mind, my wife and I fastened our seatbelts and got ready for departure. As the plane rose up to the azure sky, we knew it was going to be a safe flight. We did not have any proof whatsoever, but it evident because we were sensing beatitude deep inside out hearts. While enjoying our flight in the premium seats, a person with a sharp charisma came towards us. “Hello. My name is Marie, and I am the main stewardess. May I help you with anything, sir?” “Umm…I would like to have a cup of…!” “This is Captain Stevenson speaking! We are having some turbulence, please fasten your seatbelts.” “Honey, everything is going to be fine.” Fortunately nothing was wrong with the engine. “I told you everything’s going to be fine. Anyways, it’s going to be a long flight so get some sleep.” As I got blankets from the cabinet, the plane started to lose control. “Mayday mayday, we are cascading. A flock of birds have got into the engine system. Everyone please evacuate the plane following the flight attendant’s direction! “Cindy! Cindy! Hurry! Get going! I’ll be right behind you!” After sending Cindy to one of the main crew members, I suddenly lost balance. The pressure of the altitude was causing me to lose focus. My eyes were slowly closing off, and the only sense alive was my aural. “No! Jack please! No!” The only cry I heard out of all the passengers was my wife, very desperate and fearful. With a big explosion, I fully lost my consciousness and was mercilessly thrown away somewhere deserted.

“Mister! Mister! Wake up!” When I heard a crowd of voices, I knew that angels were welcoming me to heaven. Knowing that it was heaven, I slightly opened my eyes and smiled at the angels. As I smiled brightly, I saw a hand shaped silhouette hitting the side of my face. From the bible, angels weren’t supposed to be violent. But from this scene, I concluded that in reality, they are different. However, something was wrong. I was constantly being hit. As the silhouette of the hand moved further away from my right cheek, I began to feel the pain in my cheeks. Feeling some discomfort, I opened my eyes and blurted out, “What’s going on here, Miss beautiful angels.” A long silence was made. All I could see in front of my face were some humanaries. What I had imagined was an enormous and majestic palace with angels who would be as beautiful as my wife. But the palace wasn’t there, nor the angles. With a big shock and embarrassment, I laid back down and closed my eyes as if this event had never taken place. Simultaneously, the hand went up to the sky and came furiously down on my cheeks again. “Owwww. What are you doing?” When I reopened my eyes I saw two little girls, one with tons of makeup and one who looked very naïve, looking down at me with shame and pity. “Mister, do you know where we are?” As I began to realize that I was still alive and was brought to a deserted island, covered with filthy plane debris, I noticed that my wife was not with me. With anxiety I stood up and searched for my wife, leaving the girls with an unanswered question. However the prior thing was to look for my wife, Cindy.

"A flock of birds have got into the engine system."

Chapter Two : The Happening

Few weeks had passed until I accepted the reality. Also, I began to see I was just an ant like feeble human kind under the blazing sun, surrounded by the vast ocean. When I was back in Brazil, I used to be a role model everyone would respect. As a young CEO of Samsung in Brazil, I knew I was at the top where everyone would be looking up at me with glistening eyes. But as the calamity hit me in the head a couple of times, I knew I was just a filthy creature who was full with greed. Having to live without my wife was such a difficult and mind confusing task. Sometimes I complain to the clear blue sky mentioning, “Why do I have to go through all this crap?” Or “What have I done to make you so mad that I have to be punished this way?” Sometimes I feel my brain not functioning properly because I could not think the way I used to think and the way I used to speak. Everything was in a complete mess. Every time the girls invite me to have some fruits, I would scream at them or just start crying. I just couldn’t act as my own body. It felt like having somebody control my emotions. Very often, I would call out, “Cindy! Cindy! My love Cindy! Where are you! I need you right now...” Lucky for me that the girls I met right after the plane crash, they have invented a hut and some clothing from leaves. As I watched them make and discuss about their plan, I noticed that the naïve looking girl had a lot of experience in the wild. On the contrary, the girl with tons of makeup did not have any skills, but she was good at reading minds just looking into their eyes. One time, when the naïve girl could not handle my depression, the other one calmed her down, explaining my situation when I have never talked to her nor knew her. As I was sitting down beside a rock which was shaped like a skull, the girls said. “We are planning to look for animals like bunnies. If you are feeling hungry or anything, our food supply is beside our hut. Okay?” As I mentioned, my body was not myself, so I left the girls hanging once again. Fortunately, both of the girls just let me be me. I was not sure if I began to regain my health, but I felt much better than yesterday. I was pretty impressed with the work the girls had done. As I walked past the hut, I saw a first aid kit, a knife, a tarp, a rope, and a mirror. I wondered how they made fire, but it was evident that the mirror helped them. Then suddenly, a desperate call was heard miles away. Mister!!! Help!!!” I began to run and run until I was quickly gasping for air. My feet were wearing away, leaving only blood marks all over the place, for the ground was basically covered with sharp rocks. A teardrop dropped on to my exposed right foot which burned like hell. “What’s wrong?” No more words came out from my mouth. Two girls were supporting a muscular man, whose leg was covered in dark, shining blood. After bringing him to our hut, we got our first aid kit. Two girls were non –experienced; however, I was a trained lifeguard, so I treated the man for shock. Leaving the man behind, the girls and I came out of the hut and had a little discussion. “Mister! You are back!” “Yeah. But I may act different sometimes. I’m feeling evil is taking over me. Anyways, how did you manage to get all the food?” “Oh? We went on top of the mountain over there and picked some berries. We wonder if there are boars around here. I saw something pig like shaped thing move behind a tree. We need meat if we want to survive!” “Well, we will have to work things out then…” As we were talking about future plans, we heard a groan in the tent. The two girls screamed. “Mister! How are you feeling? Is your leg okay? How long have you been in this island?” I stopped them because the boy looked confused and annoyed. I came out of the tent, leaving them inside to talk. I came out of the hut and sat beside the vast ocean, staring out at the horizon, feeling the breeze softly touching the crust of my right cheek. As my hunger began to grow, I started to lose my focus again. And it was same for the girls, too. “Mister, if we don’t catch the pig, we will die soon.” “Well I wouldn’t mind dying here.” “Please don’t say that. Have some hope! Maybe a miracle would happen!” However everything was useless. We did not have hope. Suddenly, the naive and intelligent girl suggested something very unconventional. She said the man inside the hut needs to amputate his left leg for the scorpion had bit him. The makeup girl and I fell into a huge shock. However, I began to think, nobody on the island, no rules on the island, and no hope on the island. Right that moment, I took a knife and rushed into the hut. There he was, in his dreams, knowing what is going to happen to him. The makeup girl tried to stop me, but I already lost my mind. I stabbed him into his flesh, causing the man to scream for his life. I stabbed one after another, slicing his leg to his muscle layer, then to his bone, then to his muscle again and back out. All I could see in my eyes were the man in dead pain, two girls in shock, and a leg floating above the puddle of fishy smelling, bright red colored blood.

Then suddenly a desperate call was heard miles away. "Mister!! Help!!"

Chapter 3 : Last Meal

I was isolated by my companion long after the rancorous catastrophe. The prodigious amount of mental disruption the two adolescent girls had to go through was doubtlessly an onerous circumstance. As a premature father, severing the right leg of the vigorous fellow was absolutely the most efficient contrivance for survival. After treating the comatose young man, I advanced out of the hut. However, an unexpected panorama arose. I witnessed the young girls chatting and giggling. I was expecting an exhaustive muteness among them. But they were acting as if the gruesome episode had never happened. “Is everything settled back there?” “Yes. Absolutely. So don’t worry about it. Everything’s going to be fine, and like you said, have some hope. We will survive…I hope.”

I went back into the hut and the boy was certainly attaining his conscious back. “How are you feeling?” “Shut the hell up faggot. How dare you talk to me? Get out of my sight right now you piece of crap!” I really did not know if the feeling of murdering this boy at this moment was genuine. My heart began to stimulate me to rip his limbs into pieces, gradually and painfully. My eyes were on the target, my hands were desperately agitating, and my brain was ready to comman d my body to eradicate him. But I ran out of the tent before my evilness could take over. With curiosity, the girls came to me and interrogated me about what happened. As soon as I finished my last sentence, they sprinted to the hut. “Mister athletic! That is rude to say to an adult! He is mentally having difficulties like you. He had to cut off your leg for you to survive! Definitely amputating without any hesitation was his fault, but he is your life saver.” I went in and abruptly stopped them from continuing. When I saw the boy’s face once again, my body was stimulating me to rip his face from his damn skull, but I relaxed myself and requested an apology. It was ironic because he generously accepted my apology when I was the one who almost killed him.

It was becoming dark and the sounds of the waves were getting louder and unequal. “Girls! Start a fire! Let us feast tonight! ” The girls looked confused, so I pointed at the tent and they rapidly began to start a fire. While they were trying to get the fire going, I brought out the leg and washed it carefully and cut them into steak slices so it would be easy to eat. But my mind was uneasy. I read a book and it mentioned that if an animal eats the same species as them, they would go insane and die eventually because of the mixture of the same blood cells. As I brought the sliced meat to the fire, the girls and the boy were waiting like lions, ready to devour anything. I thought the athletic boy would be depressed, but he probably decided that it would be better to eat his own leg than starve to death. The meat shizzled and jizzled in the fire and a se cond felt like one year. The meat was fully cooked, showing its brown and juicy shape. After the long lasted time, we began to go crazy out on the meat. Thirty minutes later, all of us were lying beside the fire, very satisfied and blessed. Lying down on the sandy beach, I began to feel my heart intensify. It was like my body was slowly being paralyzed from top to bottom. I tried to move, I tried to scream, I tried to run away, but nothing was possible. “No way. No way could this happen.” Suddenly, my body felt lighter and I w as able to move again. When I stood up, I saw three young ones on the ground, sleeping like the devil’s angels. Immediately, my rage deep inside my mind was burning like hell. It was like evil had fully taken over my body. My body felt lighter and lighter as I gave into myself. Preceding this, I saw the athletic boy. My body signaled to me that it was right now I kill this filthy creature and bring happiness to the island. I took the knife beside me and sliced off his tongue so he wouldn’t say anything. I sliced his left leg and both of his arms so the girls and I would have something more to eat. He was screaming for his life which sounded like a curse. So I grasped his head and threw him into the ocean. As the dummy like body made a big splash on to the surface of the deep blue ocean, I looked over to the girls. There they were, terrorized with fear. When I gave them a bright smile, they started running and screaming for their lives. I fell to the ground, knowing what I have done. “Cindy, look what I have done. What a creature I am. What a creature I am…” All I could think of was my only love, Cindy. As my eyes were closing off, one tear drop came down beside my cheeks and softly smeared on to the island of despair.

"Girls! Start a fire! Let us feast tonight!"