Day One Thousand One Hundred Nine #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

It’s just the three of us now. But with Tomas constantly on the move, for all practical purposes, it is just Elijah and myself. And because the guards outnumber us every way we turn, I can’t help but feel a prisoner even though we can go anywhere we please.

Paramount to me is the timing for our departure. Elijah is less concerned. He is preoccupied with being ready to counter whatever designs Moglen and Stan have in store for us.

He thinks that as soon as they have the situation in hand as regards the army of the North, they will again turn their focus on this city.

Strange, it propels me to pray for those who aren’t with us.

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Day One Thousand One Hundred #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

My thoughts turned to Quasimo today. No doubt prompted by our new surroundings.

Tomas and Mr Kagi have ensconced us in a palatial villa very much like the one in which Quasimo had us pause for a meal on our way out of Babylon, not long after Stan thought he had eliminated Elijah and myself.

To get to it they led us by immense holding pens in which many loyal citizens of the world government had been incarcerated. The stench from within was horrific.

Apathy and neglect can be as deadly as overt hostility.

Tomas no sooner had left when he returned with another guest in tow. Quasimo’s cousin.

She had been sent from the hiding place to retrieve us.

Day One Thousand Ninety Five #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Mawuli was restless. He complained to Elijah and me that he felt cooped up and wanted to go out but no one would accompany him. Instead of allowing him to do so on his own we agreed to go with him.

We took one of the guards with us, who for the most part was uncomplaining.

Mawuli retraced his route of the other day, so we saw in turn the Captain’s ship and the desalination plants.

Along the way we answered his questions about Stan and Moglen.

Then he surprised us both when he asked where the Spirit was leading us next. Before we could answer he shocked us further by stating he did not think we should leave yet.

Day One Thousand Ninety Four #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

One look into his eyes and I knew. We all knew. Mr Kagi was a follower of Hamashiach. He credits many from the ship’s crew for his awakening. Such has been the favor shown him, that he has also been raised to be the Quartermaster of the army of the East. And in that capacity he is hard at work even now.

Direct from his meeting with us, he is to report to the Supreme Commander. Elijah drew him aside to speak to him before that event.

Before parting Mr Kagi also related some rather disturbing details. He has it on the highest authority that Stan was snatched from the gates of death through the agency of someone named Moglen.

Day One Thousand Eighty Six #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

The unit commander condescended to speak to us today. He was in a good mood, being pleased with the efficiency of his men in executing his orders.

His mood changed, however. when Elijah brought up our request to be taken to the Supreme Commander.

He was incredulous about our claims to have met him. Mei at the last prevailed upon him to send a message from us along with his other reports.

The monotony that settled upon our group afterwards was dispelled as we turned our focus to the things of the Spirit.

The quiet of the camp was disturbed later in the evening when an uproar erupted at the news that the adversary Stan was recovered from his wound.

Day One Thousand Seventy Eight #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Mei recognized him first, and resisted her impulse to rush to greet him. For we all knew the need for caution. But when she saw that it was her old unit with their tanker truck she called out to him.

We were welcomed into their camp and made comfortable.

Lung asked to meet with Elijah and myself.

He spent the night detailing all that has happened to him since he parted from us on the mountain on that long ago day.

When he shared about his transformation we called Mei in to hear the news too.

And as his crew continued pumping water at daylight, we heard the rumors that Stan had been fatally wounded in the battle before Babylon.

Day One Thousand Seventy Five #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Mawuli wanted to know if the army’s retreat meant that we were to go back also.

Everyone else shared their impression that our mission had not concluded. Decidedly we will press on.

Today we saw that the retreating army was that of the world government. And Elijah spoke the word, “Babylon has fallen.”

That’s when Elam shared his revelation – the motorcade we had spotted yesterday must have been carrying Stan.

We also decided to stay put for the day. With so much going on before us it seemed the much safer course.

Mawuli and Sy did go out, however. They felt their way further to the east to look for gaps, then planned a swing back to the restored well.

Day One Thousand Fifty Nine #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Sy’s distress was relieved this afternoon by the appearance of Elam down on the road. On foot, no tanker truck.

After our greetings he related to us his harrowing experiences of the last few days. No sooner had he driven into the staging area, when he was forcefully removed and placed in confinement, charged with profiteering.

While there he learned about the clashes far to the east. The forces nearby were forming up the last ditch defense.

Things became so confusing that Elam was able to escape (he credits Hamashiach).

While passing through the furious activity he saw Stan and his motorcade headed east.

From the road last night he witnessed the air assault from the east and its destruction.

Day Eight Hundred Ninety Five #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Elijah and I are wanted men. So Jezer reports after his southern expedition. Our pictures are everywhere. Not as numerous or as large as those of Stan. And nowhere were there any reports of what Elijah had said. Instead we are listed as disturbers of the peace.

I launched my new drone. Not to disturb the peace, but to preserve our own. I’d like to send it out on a wider search for our friends too. But it doesn’t have the range.

What may help instead is sending Meesa out. And Elijah has just cleared her participation with those who had originally spoken against it.

We all agree that the specter of capture remains but finding our people overrules it.

Day Eight Hundred Ninety Two #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

It happened much as Elijah planned.

We entered Jerusalem with the morning crowds. And made our way to its heart. There were depictions of Stan on every side. Much nicer than the paper posters we’d seen to date.

And soldiers stood guard on every street, scrutinizing every passerby.

In fact, one left his post to follow us. Elijah took the attention in stride. I moved to keep myself between the two. And to shield Elijah.

We emerged onto the Temple court and there Elijah announced to the multitudes the continuation of the drought. And closed his announcement with the promise of its deepening.

A great roar of anger arose.

And the guard made to seize us, but we were gone.