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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Natagpuan ko ang aking sarili sa arena kung saan isinasagawa ni Daddy ang kanyang mga gladiator games.
Hawak ko ang isang blueprint ng bagong istraktura ng Norte. The map was named 'New North'. It showed me the new paths towards different establishments. Apparently, there were three big camps around the area. Nadaanan ko ang isa nang subukan ko ang mga ruta. It was already abandoned.
I wondered what happened to the past residents...
The map led me to an underground passage from the arena to the main camp. At first, I almost gave up just analyzing the map. I was never good with geography... and to explore a place this unfamiliar and fully restructured, it was hellish.
Pinagpag ko ang aking kanang kamay nang maramdaman ang panginginig nito.
"Huwag ngayon," bulong ko.
Umupo ako sa sementong sahig ng underground passage. Ayon sa mapa ay for emergency exits lamang ito ng mga kampo. It wasn't the main route of any person in authority, so I felt safe under.
Hingal na binuksan ko ang aking bag at kinuha ang isang bote ng tubig saka uminom. I closed my eyes as the water ran down my throat. Nanghihina na ang katawan ko ngunit kailangan kong piliting makarating sa kabila.
I waited until my hand stopped shaking. Wendy told me something about the mutated virus attacking my nervous system. This must be it. It was all the more reason for me to act this soon. I would be rendered useless once my body gave up on me.
The light seeping through the underground passage began more and more faint with my every step. I needed this done in three days. Or less. I was growing numb inside, conditioning my mind to never think of backing down no matter what may happen.
Tuluyang nagdilim sa tunnel kaya naman gumamit na ako ng flashlight. The walk trip was fairly peaceful for about half a day already. Wala pa akong tulog ngunit lumagok naman ako ng ilang lata ng energy drink upang maibsan ang pagod at antok.
Itinapat ko ang flashlight sa mapa at nakitang kaunti na lang ang kailanganin kong lakarin. The feeling of being alone felt new to me. Sanay akong kumilos mag-isa, ngunit sa dalawang taon na mayroon akong katuwang sa halos lahat ng bagay... tila hindi na ako pamilyar sa pag-iisa.
Dapat ay mas mapagaan pa nga ang aking kalooban na hindi ko kailangang mag-alala sa kung sino ang madadamay sa oras na 'to.
I just needed this over with so I could feel safe for all the people at the camp. The people in the bunker... I felt bad for abandoning them after I made them choose between me and my father. But again, I was doing this for them. I wouldn't rest until this was completely put to its permanent halt.
Another hour of walking about nine kilometers, I finally reached the signage leading to my father's camp. I heard footsteps from above, making me vigilant and anxious at the same time. Upon the realization that the group of people that walked past above me were already gone, I held on tightly to the metal ladder leading up to an entry that seemingly looked like a manhole.
