IMEK
IMEK
by
Joseph Jedidah
The night is alive, the trees speak and the long grass hums, Pinker slave plantation unsettled by an entity awoken. Floyd Pinker hears a howling scream from outside, racing to the porch, holding his shotgun in one hand and a lantern in the other. He rushes outside, aiming the weapon at the darkness, "who's there"? He shouts, "what the hell is going on here" he growls?
He sees what appears to be two scarecrows, stuck in the ground in front of his home. Confused by this, he continues to move closer, realising the scarecrows are his sons Lloyd and Boyd. Who were impaled with pikes, skewered up their backs, against their spines and stuck upright, with their arms stretched out wide.
He turns around, looking back at the house, to see his home on fire. His Wife Dolly and their Daughter Polly standing in front of it, covered in blood with the symbol of a half-moon finger painted on their foreheads.
His three other Daughters named Molly, Casey and Becky laid in their beds. Dead from slash wounds to their necks, inflicted by the oldest daughter. While those three children slept, Dolly used a shotgun to shoot and kill all the house servants. The slaves in their outhouse quarters had killed themselves. In a crazed frenzy, some attacked each other with farm tools and others smashed their heads against the walls, until they collapsed. Only three slaves, a woman, a boy child and a girl child survived. With the symbol of Shen painted on their foreheads with the blood of the self slaughtered slaves.
Horrified, he looks away back to the field where he sees the Native standing in front of him. The Native says to him “The Miwok and Nubian blood blends in the ethos, the pale moon silver glow illuminates the land, fertilises the earth, setting stage for the rising of an indigo flame. Your falling, is her rising, your doom is her birth, IMEK”.
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