Apocalypse 6 Did the Disciples Poison the Water?
By mallisle
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In the pub, Terry and his friends were hardly jubilant.
"Could I have another cola?" asked Terry.
"No, you just had one," said the barman.
"What?" asked Terry. A single mother with two children came in from the campsite.
"Do you have any drinks?" she asked. "The campsite shop hasn't got anything, no food, no
drinks, nothing. I've had to have my other child taken to hospital because he drank some
water from the tap."
"Yes, what would you like?"
"An orange juice."
"I haven't got one of those. You can have diet coke or diet lemonade."
"I'll have a diet lemonade and give these two two diet cokes." The barman poured out the
drinks.
"Can I ask everybody not to have a drink unless they're actually feeling thirsty," he said.
"Water is going to be in short supply." The television was still playing the news. It was
showing pictures of south american cities that had been devastated.
"There's not a great deal left here," said the reporter, who was sitting in a boat going past
floating pieces of buildings in what had been a street. "The waves rose to 300 metres,
flattening the buildings and breaking them up. Even now, there are still 10 metres of water left
and it will be days before the water drains away." The boat passed a floating dead body.
"This is all that is left of the people of this town. There are no survivors." The newsreader in
the studio appeared.
"We now go over to President Elias for a special announcement," he said. The president's
face appeared on the screen.
"There are those who consider themselves to be different from the rest of us. They don't fit
into our society. They don't belong to our society. They call themselves the disciples. They
are not the true disciples. My followers are the true disciples of Jesus. When you're looking
at me, you're looking at Jesus. They have poisoned the water supply."
Matty was feeling very thirsty. She called in at the canteen at work to see if they had any soup.
Two men and one woman were standing in the canteen weighing people.
"I weigh five and a half stone," said a young woman.
"Your medical records say that you're normal body weight is only seven stone twelve. You
can only be fed when you're less than two thirds of your normal body weight. Come back
when you weigh five stone," said one of the men.
"I'm only half my normal body weight," said a middle aged man.
"Your records show that your normal body weight is sixteen stone and you are now eight
stone. Eight stone is much too heavy to be given any soup."
"Is there any soup?" Matty asked.
"There is some. I know the tap water's contaminated but we have brought some water
purification equipment."
"We're paramedics," said the woman who was helping. "If you want some soup we're going
to have to weigh you." Matty stood on the scales. "Where are your medical records?" asked
the woman, looking at the back of Matty's hand. "I can't calculate your ideal weight unless I
can see your medical records."
"But I'm dying of thirst," said Matty. The woman laughed.
"If you worked in some of the areas where we work you would understand the meaning of
those words. I have seen people die of thirst in America, believe me."
Matty's boss asked to see her. They sat on some chairs around a quiet table.
"Matty, will you stop all this stupid carry on and will you get the chip?" he asked. "As from
today, you're not even going to be able to eat or drink anything if you don't get that chip. The
paramedics have brought water purification equipment with them. They're the only people
who will have water now. There's no way they'll give you any soup unless they can see your
medical records. They daren't even give you a drink in case you're allergic to the added
vitamins."
"None of us are going to be alive for much longer," said Matty.
"I know this is tough, Matty, but we're not going to be like the dinosaurs. We have the
technology. We can pull through this. Look, another year surviving on that horrible soup and
the crops will start to grow again, things will be better than they were before."
"Things won't get better. God's judgement hasn't even started yet. There are things in the
Bible that you couldn't even believe."
"You will not preach the gospel here, if you want to preach it you must preach it somewhere
else. Get out of here, and never come back."
Matty took her megaphone in one hand and her little Bible in the other. She stood in
Newcastle City Centre preaching.
"The judgement of God on this world hasn't even begun," she said. "The first four angels
have blown their trumpets, there are still three more angels who haven't blown their trumpets
yet. There are still seven bowls of God's wrath that haven't been poured out yet. More
volcanic eruptions, huge earthquakes, things that you could never believe. Imagine the Sun
becoming so hot that it could burn people's skin. Perhaps all those volcanoes will destroy
the ozone layer. After that, the kingdom of this world will be plunged into darkness. Then the
nations of the world will be gathered together for a huge battle, the battle of Armageddon.
Wars like you've never seen or imagined before. There is still time to be saved. There is still
time to repent. Turn from your sins. Follow Jesus." Someone on the street began shouting,
"The disciples poisoned the water supply!" A crowd of people gathered around Matty.
"These are the people who poisoned the water!" A dozen people surrounded Matty on every
side and began punching and kicking her. Eventually she fell to the ground.
"She's dead," someone said.
"No she isn't, she's still breathing."
"We'll make sure that she isn't breathing," said an old man, and stamped several times on
Matty's chest. An ambulance arrived. The paramedic looked at Matty.
"She hasn't got a chip," he said. "I can't do anything to help this woman if I can't see her
medical records. I can't give her an injection in case she's allergic to it. I'd be sued." He got
back into the ambulance and it drove away. Matty opened her eyes and looked at the crowd
of people who were still gathered around her.
"God forgive you," she said. "I'm going to see that Jesus I've been telling you about. I pray
that you'll still find him too. Heaven looks beautiful today." She then closed her eyes and
died.
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interesting apoclayptic take
interesting apoclayptic take on drought and Jesus cults, lots of dialogue. .. could be pruned back. The ordinary day to day sense of dehydration works but could be more dramatic
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