After the magical Toycon lights had gone, I was transported
to the cold and stormy campus of Black Out. Except for the jeepney lights, all
one can see were the evil yellow eyes in the dark. I mustered my courage to
trudge on the 89 steps towards our dormitory room, amidst the harsh cold wind,
the rain, the thunder and lighting and the semi-pitch black darkness.
There I was resting on my bed chambers when suddenly, it attacked:
the Mushi Emperor. Weighing as heavy as a half-full Yakult, brown, and having 6
inches total body length (with antennae), the Mushi emperor flew back and forth
the room; attacking every wall and locker that it can with mighty tantrums and
and panic. I did not know what disturbed it. It stayed well-behaved like a high
born lady inside our room for almost a week. I was the one who caught the Mushi
King and now it is attacking it’s captor.
So much for the love of insects! I have paid the price. What’s
more frightening than a giant insect attacking in the dead of a stormy night, and
I, with no weapon whatsoever, wished for a sword of light even with the
knowledge that I had none (I had no batteries for my flashlight). It was like a
dragon machine bursting north, and south and forth with its angry sounds, as if
demanding justice for its untimely imprisonment just because of the curiosity
of a girl who loved insects. Gaaaaasp! How shall I be saved from this torture?
For what feels like an eternity, or just a few minutes, I
guess, I ran and screamed to and fro, as the Mushi Emperor attacked. I hoped
for a knight to save me but such wishful thinking is stupid. Who will be there
in the campus during the night of Black Out to save a girl from the king of
mushi? And thus I had to ignite the fire of courage myself else I die a lonely
death. With a broom on one hand and an umbrella on the other, I charged towards
the gargantuan insect and (still screaming) risked my very life’s blood.
YAAAAAH!
Of course I was not able to strike my target. The night was
pitch black. I can’t even see my own hands. But the mushi king, admitting its
demise and tiredness, landed on my shield, errr.. umbrella, and I had yet to
claim victory. Triumphant and (still nervous) I threw my umbrella outside the
room and then, peace.
Praise to the heavens, I have defeated the mushi king.
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