Red Nation Weekly Collection IV by Xiaowu Zheng Monday, June 5, 1989 頭七 the First Seven

Red Nation Weekly Collection IV by Xiaowu Zheng Monday, June 5, 1989 頭七 The First Seven

"The First Seven" refers to performing the rituals 7 days 頭七，通常是指在人往生的 7 after the deceased passed 天，親友們必需為親人往者超 away. In this period, relatives 度，以助亡者累積福報。 must procure salvation for the deceased, to help them to 7 accumulate blessings.

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" 頭七 The First Seven" Collection IV by Xiaowu Zheng || The Story The Story || " 頭七 The First Seven" Collection IV by Xiaowu Zheng What’s next are two simple steps: the man sends a comforting look at me I can report that many deaths in only the first floor right by the living room. white shirt, small Student Liberation but unfortunately, I can’t tell you all at Sign the signature and bottom up that and forces a smile, finally no longer one week, please don’t add on to my Nevertheless, I give Feng one last look pin and faded straight leg blue jeans. once.” 1 seemingly excessive panting. already extremely heavy workload.” before I slams the beige wooden door The white cotton fabric loosely drops Pacing towards the end of the bed 4 sleeping pills. “Sorry for dragging you into, I’m There he is, shredding my letter of last shut, signal him to go to his second on his shoulder, seems too big for him. with me and sits me down as he speaks. My now called painting room at first I can almost taste the ocean water “Live fast, die young”, that how the Feng, a local newspaper journalist…” words into pieces of snowflakes. floor and leave me alone. “Good morning. I borrowed your There are sincerity in those eyes that I was my nanny’s bedroom, she started in my mouth. But I can’t seem to young hippies in the western country “… And a member of the Student “When did you take it?” Not much dad’s shirt if you don’t mind since mine believe I can trust. Rationalists will say taking care of me when I was 3 years remember when was the last time I’ve like to say isn’t it? Liberation Group, I assume.” My turn anger in me, more of a question out of was soaked. Why look so grumpy?” He it’s stupid to believe a stranger purely old, the same year when my parents got been to the ocean and why. All I could I can see those tiny dust particles of interruption and pointing towards curiosity and confusion. grins at me lightheartedly; two dimples base on instinct, but I will say I never divorced. Sadly she passed away in this see are the blurry figures in my dream. floating in the air through the ray of that memorable small metal pin. “I saw it on the table in your 3 emerge on his cheeks. listened to that advice. room the year I went to middle school. Some voices too, I can feel the bright sunlight that penetrated He looks down at those tattered canvas room when I was on my way to your I hand over the letter to him, give The red bed sheet still feels silky Soon, it became an empty guest room, vibration from those white noises that the long rectangle rusty metal frame sneakers of his, ashamed maybe. No bathroom, it’s not my fault that your Not everybody takes pleasure in him a concerning look. and alive after all these years of terror. collecting dust over the years. are hovering above my head. There window behind my back. I swore I will additional words needed because we bathroom is in your room and your painting, especially oil painting. “Didn’t you torn up my will One hand on the bed, Feng moves his Nanny couldn’t read very well, as a were shouting and screaming as well, never become both know some inevitable things went room door is wide open. I flushed all Unlike acrylic, oil takes days or weeks yesterday?” left hand behind my back, like I’m a women, she was seen as second class but the sounds are all subdued, as if like my father, a loser swallowed by wrong out there, outside that imperial your sleeping pills so don’t even think to dry down and the supplies are Feng’s face went blank for a few wounded rabbit waiting for his comfort, citizen in the RN back when she was a there are filters between my eardrums his own misery. Ironically, the lines are city. about it, boy.” more expensive. Fortunately, I have seconds; he puts the letter into his back and he is fishing me with a carrot that’s girl. Her family could only afford one and the outside world. Do I know getting blurry, I’m scared of my own “Why don’t you kick those off and He walks past me, throws all the always been a slow painter from the pockets then puts his right index finger too essential for me to not run for. He child’s tuition money, and it went to these people or are they strangers? The reflection, the resemblance. get yourself on that couch, I’ll pour paper pieces into the small garbage bin start, deliberate and cautious. My oil in between his lips. Before I can say continues on speaking. her brother. She was never bitter about texture of their voices are so familiar A series of loud door banging noise some water for you.” by the coffee table, not smiling, but the paintings will outlive my weak human anything, he grabs me by the wrist, “You know how people say if it though, because she was allowed to me but I still can’t seem to put the broke the silence and urges me to stop. One glass of water, one glass of proud expression on his face means he shell for hundreds and thousands drags me into his room and shuts the someone is sleepwalking, you can’t to follow her brother to school every pieces together. All I know is chilly white wine. We all need a little knows he has won the last argument. I of years, if they are not going to be door. He is somewhat looking down at wake them up right away. You need to Monday morning to see the weekly A soft whisper then stands out from whoever the person might be is not bit of fun to get us through the day decide to retrieve back to my corner on destroyed by the Red Nation for their me, griping my wrist so tight, I thought wake them up extra patient and very flag-raising ceremony. That to her was all the chaotic noises. So gentle, so my friends, not after what I did two don’t we. He opened his shirt, standing the couch, like a child whose parents distinct political viewpoint of mine. he probably could easily strangle me gradual. Otherwise their soul wouldn’t the most mesmerizing event in that tiny beautiful, but fragile, like a soap bubble weeks ago. in front of the balcony door, letting the just told him the Disney trip was And I love that idea, how my existence with only one arm. be able to return to their body in time. rural town. about to break under the warm sunlight: wind caress his sun kissed skin and canceled. will be transformed into something else, The long rectangular window sits All you will get is a shell, a shell that I remember she used to sit on this “You are going to be alright…” He run through that short black curly hair. “Fair enough, you’ve won this. soon take off on exciting adventures right across the room door, bright looks like that person, sounds like that red wooden chair that I’m sitting right says. I hand over the water to him, then we After all, the army is going to be in the that me, merely a human being will sunlight shines through behind my person, but there is no one in there. And now, practiced reading newspapers Slowly, I open my eyelets. The 2 both are standing still underneath the Square murdering protesting students never be able to imagine. back, rests on Feng’s face, like an that is how much I can tell you so far.If every Monday morning. Whenever ocean and figures are gone, all that has diffused mid noon sun, its’ warmth and workers in 7 days. But like you said The aroma of oil paint is the most overexposed film picture. The red we don’t act normal after we leave this she flips a page, a creaky noise would remain is me playing dead in my off Windows are usually closed shut shines through random white clouds and also from my personal experience, addictive drug to me than anything I’ve bed set was a gift to my parents room, we are going to be facing bigger emanate from one of those chair legs. white linen bedsheets. I tend to stare at here in my apartment, because the wind and lands on my feet. A solemn school yes, there is no way you can leave my ever tried. It could take me to anywhere by my late grandmother for their trouble than being dead.” After she finishes reading, she usually those old school embroidered running can get ruthless from time to time on bell tolls peacefully across the clear apartment safely within a week. So my heart desires. I can feel the ocean marriage, it symbolizes fruitfulness What’s worse than death? My mind would place them nicely on the table. If horse pattern on my beep brown canvas the 29th floor and my limps are so easy sky, the children are taking their lunch I guess for you to temporarily save weaves racking me like a baby in and happiness. my father kept them wonders. When the founding father she thinks the news is too disturbing or covered headboard for a while before to get cold. The laughter of elementary break. one person’s meaningless life is better cradle. Where am I going? One bell even after my mother remarried, and lost control of the revolution he started inappropriate for me to see, she would I fall asleep when I was a child. To the school kids and ringing of school bell “They are going to send in Red army than none.” I swallow my cup of white rang, the kids were getting off school. I felt the obligation to do the same. that might be worse than death, how place that paper under the back of her others this might be just an antique sneaking into the living room from the to the Square, I was about to tell the wine in one gulp, not caring if my eye One bell rang, the kids were going to But I did take down the dusted frame it turned into a war of all against all. chair.The chair is the only furniture I Victorian style king size bed, but I half open balcony slide door as if they students that… But now I’m trapped contact to him is too aggressive, he sleep. One bell ringing, the kids are family photo on the left wall, a block of Before the Red Nation leaders moved kept in this room, it gives me company vividly remember how many times are mixtures in the soft morning breeze, here. There definitely will be more RN provoked me first nonetheless. starting their morning reading. I don’t cleaner wall paint is a dead giveaway to to the imperial city, they had lived with when I’m in self-isolation in this place. I slept here alone in the dark while I think I forgot to close it last night officials surrounding this neighborhood He sits back down on the other side smell ocean nor the painted canvas, so where the photo once was. Didn’t feel the peasants. That’s what they called Why there were those white noises my father came home drunk every after I finished my bedtime cigarette. guarding every day and night since they of the couch again, head down, both I start pressing my fingers against the the necessity of keeping it, it was never fish cannot live without water. Now hovering above my head by the ocean? single night. As a boy who couldn’t My knees bumped on the short oriental know I’m around, there is no way I can elbows land on his open legs. surface. mine to keep anyway. the water could no longer find the fish Where was the vibration coming from? feel anything, I imagined myself to be style walnut color coffee table in the leave your apartment in this week. And “I think you are pretty cool actually. Touches like soft linin fabric and He moves his left hand to my right during the drought, painfully drying up I have been repainting the unknown running free with the horses, heading middle of the living room when I was I’m sorry about that.” I mean, a young painter who appears the warm morning sun. But wasn’t I shoulder, pulls me closer to him, softly without a sound. object in the sky over and over again. nowhere in particular. Just keep racing rushing towards the front door. What a Let’s go lay on the coach, I say, that’s out of nowhere, pissed off the Red working on the ocean painting that whisper in my ear: “You think you There is a glimpse of familiarity in Tried it with a spaceship this time in the dark forest until I’m out of breath lousy morning. enough sun for today. Nation Government and the Student has been reoccurring in my dreams? know where we are but that’s not the Feng’s face that I sensed, that desire of because I thought the dream might be sounded good enough for me, better The medium build man who looks Feng looks at me again as we are Liberation Group at the same time, I tilt my body so it’s facing upwards, case anymore. If you don’t believe me, salvation, like there is still a dim spark related to alien abduction. Especially than where I was. few years older than me on the other sitting on two separate ends of the simply by spilling buckets of paint on rubbing my face with both of my hands look at all the mirrors in your apartment at the end of that perilous abyss of with all the strange things that’s been So that’s sort of what I did. When I side of my door is looking rather distressed chocolate brown leather the founding father’s portrait in the until sobriety cut in. My eyes are a bit and you will know what I’m talking unknown. His passion towards saving happening after Feng came along. It was 16, I left the RN (the Red Nation) nervous through my peek into the coach, I think he expect me to say Square. Isn’t that fascinating?” He swollen, probably got it from drinking. about. They are monitoring our every the nation through democracy and wouldn’t be surprising if that dream for oversea education on Painting, peephole. Though the red pin is still something. Some spots of his white smiles at me, puts his head down soon Is it May 29th or 30th? Guess it’s not move through that thing, so the best modern science turns into the wanting was an erased memory prior to me thought that would be my forever highly visible on the left side of his tank top are still a little wet, the back of after as if nothing happened. that important. move for us right now is to act like you of becoming a savior to my hopeless being taken by aliens and all of this is a farewell to the RN. However, forever wrinkled short sleeve white button his shirt is even more obviously soaked The stillness in the air was like Rolling is the how I’m getting off and I know nothing about this.” future. high tech simulation for their research came too soon. 7 years later, a red down shirt form this distance. Swiftly, I with sweat. He sits cross legged, head the stillness in the room. Until he my bed. Without even opening my Carefully, Feng opens a tiny crake “There is no choice, you have to on human behavior. envelope came into my mailbox, what unlocked the safety door then the main slightly tilted back on the soft leather. spotted the piles of newspapers that eyes, I expertly got myself landed by of the closet door with his right hand. trust me on this, I will never hurt you, As I’m bending down try to grab my it follows was a traditional Red funeral door, just want to get this over with. He looked taller than me when I first I stupidly bought, the ones hidden the bedpost. There it is, the first thing I see it now. That’s not a dressing I promise.” His quiet voice sounds so painting knife that’s laying on the paint back home to the RN. Alcoholism “Hey, I know you are from the saw him by the door, not so much when under the coffee table. I thought if jumps into my eyes is that piece of torn room mirror on the back of that door, delicate, like a floating soap bubble covered floor, the chair creaks again. killed someone I barely know, but I student liberation group. I already he is sitting down like this. He seems I could buy as much newspaper as out letter. The will I wrote yesterday is it resembles like a normal mirror but about to breakdown. A piece of crumped yellow newspaper guess sometimes blood is thicker than apologized enough time for my action, a bit tired, probably from the cat and possible, less people will know about quietly laying on that study table, intact not the reflection, there is nothing in Pretending is what I excel at, the drop on the floor from the back of alcohol itself. so why don’t you get the fuck out mouse game he just been through. this. Apparently, I also happened to be and unsigned. there. I close it up after I realized all quick fix to every problems. It’s the chair, shaken down by my sudden Ocean water is not the residue in and tell whoever sent you to stop I have both of my legs bend on the foolishly drunk during that day. I forcefully grab that piece of paper the mirrors in my apartment are now impossible to see the woods for the movement. mouth, it tastes more like an overnight harassing…” couch, back against the couch arm. “Do you know the guy who took on my right hand, as though I’m afraid monitoring devices for whoever is trees if people refuse to step outside The paper feels dry but it seems to cigarette smoke. The worn out wooden Before I could finish my sentence, “I tried to kill myself this morning your photo is my colleague? he told of someone might take it from me. behind the other side of this show. of this forest in their brains. Things be soak in water once before. The inks floor creaks with excitement, as I drag he interrupts me with his raspy voice, before you started banging on my door me you were a Student Liberator too, In full speed, I’m making my way to “Ok, so there are some sick fucks that are left unsaid to my father, are defused to the point of unreadable, myself to the white oak study table in catching out of breath. like a maniac, so I don’t really care but you quit the group before you flew the second floor to keep my sanity in who are watching us through the the forbidden words that remains however, the headline is somewhat my room. Correction, this entire two “They are after me! The Red how long you want to stay. In fact, it’s away 7 years ago. Why? You thought check. mirrors they replaced in my apartment uncovered on his death bed. I can’t visible: Red Nation Weekly, June 5th, floor penthouse apartment is actually officials! You have to let me in, please!” a congratulation! You can stay here as you can escape the RN forever? Walls could talk through their without me every notice, and my will force people to see the truth if they are Firing Convoys Roam the Capital my “room” now, yet I don’t want any His pupils are dark as the raining long as you want as long as I’m dead. Because right now you are kind of that outlook, the color of the white walls magically reappeared like nothing not willing to explore the possibilities. Square. piece of it. Nowadays, people call this midnight sky, being framed in those So if you are not going to kill me, I guy who is hanging on the edge of the here are uneven and rough just like happened, and I remember I was What’s the difference between that and Now it’s after midnight, which privileged arrogance, my therapist and I long shape orbits. Right now, the think it’s best for me to get back to my cliff. RN and the group are both on two everything else in this apartment. If the drawing in the other room yesterday what’s happening now? makes the newspaper to be 5 days later would like to call it clinical depression. expression of them are letting me know room and get the party started.” I got separate ends of that cliff but no one is walls here could observe the stories in but somehow I woke up in my bed this “Fine, Whatever. If we really are not in than today. he is extremely serious. off the couch, trying to walk back to going to save you on this. Again, you this place, then they certainly have seen morning. What’s going on, Feng? How the RN and this is not my apartment, “Hey, want to go grab a cigarette Dear friends: “Alright, quickly come inside!” my unfinished plan. choose to stay in the Nation during this too much and should crumble down to do you know about the mirrors? Are then I’ll still be in ‘my room’ painting, with me on your balcony?” Feng I hate to break to you, but if you As I heard the crispy ringing from Meantime, Feng holds up a piece very special time even after the incident nothing but ruins already. They would you taking part in any of this?” if anything you know where to find knocks on my door and opens it before are reading this letter that means I’m the opening elevator, I shut the doors of folded torn out paper from his blew up. Why?” Feng’s questions are set themselves on fire. His hands are rougher than mine, me.” I could answer. probably gone. immediately, quite and smooth. jeans back pocket. Hesitation kicks like bullets, too strong for me to catch, Light brown oak stairs that goes controls my arms so I won’t be able to Feng calmly walks behind me as “Okay.” I put the paper on my chair I don’t really know what to say but Silence never felt so loud. While he in my head first, then came clarity. too fast for me to dodge. At least he is up to the second floor is on the right rush out of this room all of a sudden. we are heading down to the first floor. then step out of my painting room after simply the fact that I’m not happy. is gasping for the breathable air that has Simultaneously, he stands up and taking enjoyment out of this, someone side of the kitchen, black steel bars The shadows on his cheekbones look No talking, there is only the sound of a long day of fixation on those unclear In Red culture, there is this left in my tobacco smelled apartment blocks the way to my room. is happy in this burning hell hole. intertwined with each other, support even more prominent when half of his creaking wood floor and children’s mysteries in my ocean dream. phenomenon I observed: All a man’s doorway, I’m focusing on even the “I’m not going to tell you not to kill “Fuck off. I don’t remember ever the round spiral wooden stair rail. face is under the contrast of the sunlight laughter lingering in the air. Me and Feng are standing by the sins and flaws are so easily to be slightest movement on the building yourself because that’s your freedom inviting you to my press conference, The stairway and the short hallway on that’s sinking in. The white wine I drank yesterday half circle shaped indoor balcony, the forgotten by people after death, all hallway behind my door. The footsteps of choice. You choose to end your so go do whatever you like. Drinking, the second floor are usually covered “Well… I did move you to your is now sealed and filled, standing on superficial economic prosperity unfolds there is left are his memories enshrined and middle age male rambling voices life? Great! I have no problem with smoking, or you taking a shower. My in shadow, because the natural light bed last night, because I thought you the kitchen tabletop waiting to water in the form of endless city lights before in a halo of glory. And I can’t wait to are getting closer each time the man in that. However, there are thousands dead father’s room and bathroom on from the first floor balcony can only would feel more comfortable being my thirst. Part of the dates on the oil our eyes though the gaps of those iron step into that glory, maybe that will front of me takes a deep breath. Almost, and thousands of people on the Square the second floor are all yours, for now. reach to the decorative medium height passed out drunk in your own bed. Nice stained cream white calendar hanging bars on the other side of the window, stop all these rumors surrounding me I could sense his heartbeat, chaotically right now, right in this moment, doing a Please don’t bother me for the rest of wood plank behind the couch, a small ocean painting by the way. The will on the kitchen wall is circled out with echoes with the brilliance of the lonely and my work. jumping in his chest just like a ticking protest for liberation without knowing the day.” boarder between the living room and was never gone, in this place things red ink. May 29th to June 4th. And both stars in the moonless night sky. Hard If not, tell me what’s left here to lose. time bomb about to burst, or I’m still what’s going to happen to them. So I got off the couch despite the heated the kitchen. are never gone like what I said, and I dates on May 29th and 30th are crossed to believe our freedom of speech is Please use my freshly dead body to vent just a bit hangover. don’t you fucking die on me, because conversation, takes my cigarettes “Feng!” I shout out his name as I’m cannot tell you where we are since that out in red. actually in danger under this beautiful your anger and express your hopes, Few minutes later, the elevator sound there will be more death happening and wine bottle off the coffee table, walking up the stairs. going to break the rules. You are not in façade, or maybe the beauty made it however you would like. appears again then gradually fades in 7 days, because that’s around the consciously avoiding bumping into it. On the left side of the short hallway, Red Nation anymore, and I know this harder for people to notice the man who Best, away like my failed suicide attempt. time when the army will get there. Speeding towards the empty bedroom Feng opens his door fully dressed in place looks like your apartment but should drop dead are still alive, yet the Before I gathered my thoughts together, I’m a journalist, and there is no way that I turned into my painting studio, on his stander attire, tank top, unbuttoned it’s not. In fact, I know all the answers man who should be alive is dead.

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" 頭七 The First Seven" Collection IV by Xiaowu Zheng || The Story Process Journal || " 頭七 The First Seven" Collection IV by Xiaowu Zheng “I found a piece of newspaper from The massive crowd in font of the netherworld he remains an atheist. the future. It’s about the arrival of army broad imperial city are anxiously in the Square on June 5th. You might waiting for the leader who stood above think it’s bullshit but I do think that’s a during the national parades, but no one message my passed nanny had sent to is releasing the doves this time around. 7 me. But why? What is she trying to tell “It might be selfish but we are people me?” I lighted up a cigarette, looking on their wanted list, wouldn’t it be a Rain is pouring on the other side of up at Feng, hoping to find some sort of shameful waste to be slaughtered by the the window. The city is flooding with resolution. government? We need to run now, no red water. “My mother enjoyed telling the story matter how the history will perceive us, I followed Feng to the balcony. about the parades she attended on the because we can only make history if we The water has emerged most of the Capital Square as a little girl. She and are alive.” buildings, waves surges and breaks her family went to the Square twice It doesn’t matter whether the cat into white water on the surface of the a year for the parades. The founding is black or white, if it catches mice, flooding water. Feng hands over me a father would be standing on the it’s a good cat. That’s something the hammer, then we start to knock down Imperial Gate watching. A huge crowd Red Nation president like to say.Feng the iron bars on the balcony window. of children would rush up to the gate grabs my hand and forces us to squeeze One by one until I finally can fit after the parade had passed. No words, out of the crowd, get into the Student through the gap. just the children’s voices. My mother Liberation Group’s mini van with other “Are you not afraid of death” I ask was one of those children. She would student protesters. Including us, there him. be waving flowers or releasing balloons are 11 of us in the back of the Van, not “How do you know you are alive?” or doves with the other children.” He much light in here but that’s exactly He replies. puffs out a string of smoke in between what we need right now. We are a I guess there isn’t really a way of his thin lips effortlessly, building bunch of aimless mouse waiting to be knowing. I put my hands on his face, the suspense as his smoke drags on caught by the big cats. for the last time, in front of this red rain longer and longer in the air until they Can’t recall how long I have passed storm. eventually vanished. out on Feng’s shoulder, it must been I jumped, diving deeper into the “Then, the founding father would a bumpy ride but none of us have any water, until I can breathe again. wave his hand like this.” Feng puts up complaints. Feng taps my head to wake his right hand, moves from left to right, me up, and the first thing I sense is - END - faking a smile. the smell of ocean air that has flown “But look at where we are now. Time through the crack of the back door. has changed and we must place our After we got off the van, we are lives on the line to awaken the people, I heading to the life boats by the hidden think that’s what your nanny is trying to beach. I could hear the cicadas and the say.” He throws the remaining cigarette crickets when I’m walking through butt out of the window. the bushes, all the breathing creatures I got distracted by a tiny flashing are searching for something under the red light that’s floating in the far away warm sunlight. sky, squinting my eyes trying to get Soft summer wind and a gentle a better look of what it is. The noice, current carries us slowly offshore, we the vibration, the movement. It was a are leaving this all behind for now. military helicopter in my ocean blue Feng’s hands around my waist, facing sky. the other side of this endless ocean “You were in my dream.” I let out waves, dreaming about the near future. the last bit of the smoke in my mouth, There is no reality of time as we under this dim moonlight, it does feel are floating on the moving water, at like a dream to me. least not for us. Feng’s short curly hair bounces with the wind, for the first time in a long time, I’m smiling. Then all of us in the boat beginning to laugh. For 5 a second, I’m feeling like the print of running horse on my headboard instead Oppose Violence. Guarantee of people on the wanted list. human right. Patriotism is not a crime. The sound of rotating screw Brutality is shameful. We want free propeller starts to come in from far speech. Abolish censorship. away. Someone quickly points up to These might be our last words but the sky. That is a Red Nation military we didn’t care. As I’m holding on to helicopter, moving towards our boat in Feng’s hand so tight in the marching the speed of light. And that’s the end of crowd, we are not finding the heaven in our peaceful ocean retreat. hiding anymore, we are making it come People on the boat starts to shout and to life. People from within in the Red scream when the blinding yellow bomb Nation party are the only ones who can flies closer to us while time goes by. express their opinions, outside voices Feng’s soft whisper stands out from will be thrown in jail. To them, we are all the chaotic noises by my ear. So the outsiders on the Square searching gentle, so beautiful, but fragile, like a for a way in. soap bubble about to break under the A man stands in front of the moving warm sunlight: “You are going to be tank that’s heading into the Square, alright…” He says. with full awareness of what might I can almost taste the ocean water in happen, and a scoundrel is how he will my mouth. be called in the National news. “If we don’t run now, we might be killed, sooner or later.” Feng is panicking as he is rightfully so. One 6 scorching touch of burning flame sneaks out of no where can easily eat us “You shouldn’t be here. You alive. shouldn’t be helping me. You could be “Isn’t bleeding what we want to see? stuck in this place for eternity. How can When the government starts to turn you do this to yourself, or to me?” their butcher knife again the civilian, “I’m dead, so I don’t matter and when the Square turns into a river anymore. But you are in a coma, you of innocent blood. That’s the last dying are only paralyzed. It’s almost the 7th moment, when the entire Red Nation day. Promise me, don’t enter through people can truly awake from this long the light. Jump into the water. People hibernation, and truly be united.” I still at the RN still need your help. If you have that piece of newspaper in my return back to your body, you can still back pocket from yesterday, the words do something.” we couldn’t get out in time. There is no Feng doesn’t care is any of this way to appease the crowd now. is worth the struggle, even in the

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