This space station is crawling with the others, I’m the only survivor here. All I need to do is to launch out of here using the escape module. Then set the space station to self destruct mode. Dead Space vibe is all set to grow on me. I’m one Rando stuck here with my girlfriend Melanie.

So we hide here, stay on the move, we came here on a holiday, we’re just civilians. Then a foreign entity started taking over this place killing everyone, we call them the others. Reminds me of the movie Skyline. Only mission is to keep going to the several CPU units and keep reprogramming them as we move out of here, blocking them in sectors levels behind us. Sometimes we have to circle the whole station, keep heading to the CPU rooms reprogramming the whole thing, in the hope of making it out of here someday. Ever since the others showed up it has turned on us and as evil and hard like delta.

Today we headed to a room where we could bath and clean ourselves, get medicine. It’s a hard life. The space station is big like a city. But we need to exit it ASAP. No help on the way, until CPU let’s us call for one. Learning how to reprogramme it is our best bet for survival, and staying away from the others.

Me(the Matrix, Spiderman) versus You(Doom, Quake, Alien & Predator, Terminator, Austin Powers, Marvel Avengers, Mortal Kombat). That’s the intermixing and remapping of the arena. The new ones FCs and Hit an. We just bring them here that’s all. ID4 being the man who does the real thing something like that.

It’s like a group of three men, that’s what Sir is. It is like talking to three people in a time shared multi tasked way, giving the appearance of a single person. Really weird, experience talking to such a thing. And all his people are also similarly shaped, all interconnected, like speaking to just one soul. Dr. Evil at your service.

Funny arrogant slapstick dangerous dilemmas people. And they’re all back to back, meaning you’re already in the next story or cycle, even before the current story or cycle ends. The woman is a anti-hero protagonist unassuming and all attracting center of attention for me. You love her every way until the hindsight when all his people start coming, that’s when the fun begins as you are left on your own, or divorced, looking for a way out of this freak show. You start dying until you get saved by a small group of little known yet important Sir and his people. The girl lives but on the other side.

This is a personally created well, from which I make new posts. While taking from this well, also during its creation, a Sir story does culminate. That’s the effect one suffers by becoming a Sir here. Without which the well cannot be created. This blog is about neutralizing the ill effects of the well as best as possible, in fables or story form. Both blogs are a self sustained closed system not requiring anything from outside. A full fledged internet solution for me.

So we see this blog is live as it goes. The moral of these short stories remains the various people who come in the life of the central character, those are lasting relations and memories too. The interaction and interplay their in. Most of the time the central character gets taken by Sir his people, but they leave him later on their own, he then feels their wahem, and loses track of time. They save his life too, as they vanish.

So John started living with Sir. He taught him politics some magic and tricks. He further trained him to be a warrior in the show. A show where sir’s people would come to take him in intricate fabrications, complex time taking endeavours. Women of his log would seduce and lure him into submission, from which he would have to be saved by Sir when he ends the show. It’s a deadly violent game many people get endangered even lose their lives. John also gets brushed, injured, close to dying in a hard pressed psychological thriller. Sir stays at the top, and everyone dies for him. Their is no exception to that, so John observes. They all turn out to be self destructive too, Sir only gets replaced by a new Sir every time, so they called him nikle.

John gets moved to a house in the city, he is seen as a docile humble being, wanting a father a family. He moves into the house of a Sir in a society. Calling him father he learns his ways and understands how humans must coexist with the unreals even in marriage and procreation of what must now be called log or people of this world, not just humans but God’s and arrogant leaders, with followers, waging war among one another, that’s the way life should be here. Politics war killing and penance and then peace after victory. John understands his father and stays in his fellowship.

After a few years of evading the unreals, he moves deeper into their world, and reaches a nest, whispered to him along the way as one of the capital cities of the unreal world nikle hive. It looked like a dream, a town so white filled with artificial sunlight magic wizardry of all sorts. They whispered it to be called Kinmin nikle jinmin. Like a paradise made of a goo so black that it turned white bright and warm for John. Over the years John learnt how to evade them, never letting them touch him, even in close proximity. But this place was filled with humans children’s, like a mirage. He couldn’t evade them had to start some conversation with them, even meet their leaders, but all turned out to be binary like before. Remember the time when he fought them in 2060, said one. They were always watching wanting control, a God like superior being, called themselves care takers of humanity. The natives of the universe indeed. That broke John he went into panic of self criticism, he started feeling like a devil in front of Gods. Started doubting everything right from the beginning of the 21st century, that he didn’t believe in God that led him to this fate. Now he finds himself nowhere in zero space. Weakened even traumatized by thoughts of self assessment and not knowing the whole truth, an innane fool who created that border which would destroy humanity one day. He never listened to the natives saw them as a threat, turned them into zombies where they could not afflict humanity anymore. Guilt doubt disbelief is what hit him.

Later he gets yielded to the natives and is fostered by them to a safe haven in the city. He kneels to them calls them father. Starts living with them in that oasis city. Learning their peaceful ways and life.

They looked like regular humans till late 21st century, but were unreals. They never needed any guns tanks or nukes, they would just keep procreating on their own like prostitutes. People called them the dark lurkers who would bring પુરીન into the world of the reals or humans. Always coming from the behind, tearing their guts out from the inside, that’s what haye does. For long they couldn’t cross the borders, hoping desperately to have another putin sent into the world of humans, destroying their bases turning them to social slavery again.

John woke up good, but feared about what could happen if he turned out to be a પુતિન after reaching the humans again. That could jeopardize the whole human world, this time they could even destroy us all, thought John. So he decided never to return. But wanted to survive, so stayed in hiding, avoiding the nests, farms, and nurserys of the unreals. Many times he even contemplated killing himself, not knowing what to do, desperate mirages of the real world eluded him.

John was never tested more in life than today, a group of special stalker breed of impersonating human unreals abuct John successfully and take him deep inside there nest, where Paris of current date is. As expected the human side now knows little about what lies across the borders and how deep underground it goes. They can’t send in any rescue team, not surrendering to what the cost or their demand was. Even John would understand the delicate nature of the balance. So they quickly revoke his credentials in fear of compromising the border. John wakes up inside a hurt locker, all tied up squeezed inside a small box. He knows that the stakes were high and their won’t be any rescue mission. Unentertained thus less mindful the unreals start converting him into a haye like any other human, no special plans for him either. Putting him through the black goo process of simplification. John gets converted fast with some squeeking and moaning, but gives in fast. Walks like a zombie for a few years even. One day on one of the other continents wakes up with a dream, as John Shah. He starts recollecting his past life, the humans, the unreals and the border. Which he must find and cross, back into his world.