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I hands shook as I picked up the green blob from the table. Inside the 300gram blob lies 2200 tiny whiny ball bearings, ready to fly and give anyone a hell lot of pain and agony if anyone is stupid enough to be within its effective range when the ball bearings seek flight.

My palms were sweating so much that a few drips coloured the concrete ground. I was distinctly reminded of dogs hanging their tongues out to sweat, and both my hands looked like dog’s tongues then. Carefully, with ridiculous gentleness that could make nurses weep, I guided the little green blob into the pouch on my Load Bearing Vest.

With 3 others behind me, I walked towards the waiting point. I felt very uneasy, with pictures and images of explosions running through my mind. Will I die? I don’t want to, breakfast in the morning wasn’t exactly what anyone want for a last meal. If I were to die I would want to die somewhere closer to home, with a nice plate of fried carrot cake or roti prata in my stomach, and my girlfriend’s hand in mine.

Looking at the facial expressions of those around me, I could tell that they had similar thoughts as me. My thoughts wandered on and on, probably to the furthest point in the universe. When my thoughts came back to me, it was time. Time to awaken the little green blob.

I entered the bay after reciting a series of chant that just floated out of my mouth unconsciously. My Encik, a short handsome man who commands utmost respect from me, summoned me into the bay. My heart did push-ups as I took the small flight of stairs up into the bay. I got into my position.

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And before I know it, the whole thing is over. The process of throwing the little blob was short and slipped away from my memory the way the content of a dream slip away the moment a person wake up.

I stepped down from the bay. Birds are chirping happily. The clouds are blue. A huge burden had been lifted from me and I felt lighter.

I began wondering what I’ll be having for lunch.

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