TABOO (slow updates)

S E V E N

I had followed Masud to the forest and waited behind a tree as a shrill whisper cut through the woods. Seconds later a mass of blond hair emerged from atop a branch. They weren't aware I was here. I had figured out their meeting times by spying at Masud from my bedroom window and I had a proposal to give.

2 pm, Masud was tending the garden not quite tenderly I had noted down. It's like he was fighting with the soil.
2:45 pm, Masud takes out his pocket watch that seemed non existent until he sneakily snuck it out, looked at it and casually looked around his environment after.
2:50 pm, Masud decides to take out a load of 'trash' through the backdoor to throw into the river. Trash was just a big bag of soil that he dug out angrily from the garden when he tends to it.
2:55 pm, Masud is nowhere to be seen.
3:15 pm Masud casually walks back in the house with an empty bag. No one notices that he was gone for 20 minutes.

So here I was, I shall not call myself a spy because if any one took interest in Masud's activities it'd be simple to know that he wasn't taking out the trash but attending to some other endeavours that lasted a considerably great amount of time compared to taking out the trash. What he was doing was risky and I had an inkling feeling that he'd be caught soon.

"Masudyy!"

"Don't call me that!" A deep chuckle from the one person who has managed to make me genuinely happy these few days. I smile a little, he didn't seem like they were capable of anything evil.

"Sorry Masudy, anyways how is the operation going?"

"Operation!?" The question hang in the air for an eery minute before Masud or Masudy breathed in and through the big mass of leaves I was hiding behind saw his hand go up to his face. He drags it down in frustration and throws a dirty look at Paul after he is done torturing his face muscles.

"You didn't take the keys from your dad! How else do you expect for the operation to go on if you haven't done the one thing this operation really needed!?"

"I'm sorry," Paul's head drops to the ground and after a hesitant few seconds Masudy places his hand on his shoulder and gives it a small reassuring nudge.

"It's okay it's just not very appealing to know that every day we delay more people are dead," death? This thing my dad was involved in involved death!? People dying? For a moment my vision blurred and I had to slip down towards the moist ground to actually let the words soak thoroughly into my brain. It lay there lightly, it's heaviness not wanting to be comprehended by my small brain. 

Life, life, life. I close my eyes and re open them to the view of branches twirling in the drained blue sky. Even the day sky here looked sad, maybe it was all those deaths they were talking about that caused this place to be so... so un-lively.

"Maybe we should use her," my hearing snaps back to alert when I hear that sentence.

"No, she is too good, too innocent."

"That's exactly why we should use her, no one would suspect her!" Paul wanted to use me? But for what?

"It's too dangerous and she sees the world in these coloured specks. I don't want us to be the reason she loses that vision," coloured specks? I scoff, my life felt as etiolated like this country itself.

"I know but she is our only hope, she isn't evil like them," This time Masud snorts.

"Them? You are them too."

"It's just a uniform."

"You partake in the killings every day by wearing that uniform and being ordered around by your dad!"

Teeth grinding loudly, "I'm not like them, and I'm only wearing this because you need me! You need me to know their dirty secrets and their next moves so don't fucking forget that and don't fucking categorise me with them," and just like that the mass of blonde hair vanishes leaving Masud breathing madly like a psychopath.