With nobody else to lose, the 26-year old presidential daughter Margot Villaroel had a brilliant plan of taking her father down at the expense of her life - a perfectly polished plan to be executed on her father's day of presidential oath-taking. As...
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I flinched upon hearing a gunshot in the hallway. Hawak nina Colorado at Francisco ang aking mga braso habang ihinahatid ako galing sa dining. Lumingon ako at nakita ang nakahandusay na katawan ng isa sa mga survivors.
They shot him because he was wearing his bawler on the wrong side. It should be worn on the yellow side. I squinted my eyes and watched the movement of the rule breaker. He wasn't shot in fatal areas, just on the leg.
Ibinalik ko ang aking tingin sa harapan ko at nagpatiuna lamang sa mga sundalo. Nang makapasok ako da loob ng aking kwarto ay dito ko naramdaman ang lungkot. I hadn't been seeing Tony. Ilang araw na lang bago ang airstrike ngunit wala pa rin akong balita kanila Joaquin. It made me wish I never fled the camp.
But if I never did, I would never learn about the system here... and my father's plans. I would never learn the moves of the enemy and I'd be blind in every spot.
Napabangon ako nang may marinig akong ugong. Sinabunutan ko ang aking sarili gawa ng frustration dahil walang kahit anong bintana sa kwarto. There were aircraft. God.
I just needed everyone I loved to be safe.
Nanikip ang aking dibdib kaya naman pumasok ako sa banyo upang maghilamos at nahimasmasan naman ako dito kahit papaano. I glanced at my white bawler, then back to my reflection in the mirror.
With the resources my father had, it would be extremely difficult to fight him. I needed something that would turn people against him. That is how we throw a dictator off his throne.
Cut off his resources.
Cut off his influence.
Change the mind of the supporters.
Pinihit ko pasara ang gripo saka pumasok nagtungo sa aking kama. I was about to go back to sleep when the speaker suddenly emitted a feedback noise.
Kumunot ang noo ko. What does my father have to say again?
Hindi ko na alam kung saan dapat ang focus ng pandinig ko. Naririnig ko ang mga aircraft ngunit nagfi-feedback din ang speaker.
"Hi. The following information you will be hearing has been hidden by the camp from you for a very long time. I was one of the executed yesterday... Hindi tunay na execution ang ginagawa, kino-convert nila ang mga tao para maging infected. Hindi totoong pantay-pantay tayo rito. Mayroong hirarkiya ang kulay ng mga bracelets natin. Mas maraming red bracelet owners ang ine-execute para gawing infected. Ang susunod na maririnig niyo ay recording ng ilang lab workers at sundalo sa isang restricted na laboratoryo ng kampo," there was a long pause.
"Bakitmasyadong aggressive ito?" tanong ng isang babae. Sumunod noon ay mayroong tumunog na pagkalampag at pag-atungal.
Napatingin ako sa pinto ng aking kwarto nang marinig doon ang mabibilis na yabag na tila nagtatakbuhan.
