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Veiled Predator in the Smoke - Baalberith - 09-05-2013
An old wooden wheelchair shows on the camera, before it pans out to reveal a tight corridor strewn with miscellaneous decor thrown all over, giving the impression of a tighter space than it actually was. The browning paint chipping from the walls in large flakes, and a few broken windows at the end of the hall are letting enough light to reveal the row of doors on each side. Slowly Baalberith walks from a room on the left and stands silently for a few moments with his head bowed, before raising it and speaking in his croaking voice.
"Smoke man, I do not make threats, simply promises, I can't control whether you want to believe them or not I simply state fact and let others choose their path."
He leans against the wall and puts his ear to it, as if listening to it talking.
"Maybe to you they may be veiled threats, but to others they are held as honest truth, maybe some see your irrelevant straight edge attitude as a veiled threat, a veiled threat against basic human nature. Or your motto, a predator hides in the smoke as a veiled threat, in a physical or metaphorical way, but it's you who makes the accusations of veiled threats? That sounds like a threat to me, but who am I to accuse another of veiling themselves since I do the same? Maybe that's another question you should ask yourself."
He begins walking slowly down the cluttered hallway as he continues.
"See I don't need to keep my eyes open to see you lurking in the smoke, I live in the smoke, I breathe the ashes, I smell the burning every day, your smoke is a constant to me, I don't use it to hide in, because hiding is what cowards such as yourself do. I don't need to hide, if anyone wants to find me all they have to do is enter the smoke with me, and I will find them, you aren't the predator within the smoke, you are the prey."
His deep croaking laugh fills the hallways and echoes throughout all the empty rooms as the sunlight seems to fade as if clouds were rolling in to darken the sky and thus the hallway.
"These things you can't deny, you have no answer for, you can't pick apart, because you can't fathom the depths I speak of. I don't speak of sheep simply in a genocidal sense, I speak to them being pushed aside, to be labeled cultist and crucified for their beliefs as they have done to the butchers and flies for so long. And all I want to do is WARN YOU!"
His voice gets high pitched as he squeals the last words.
"AND WHETHER YOU WANT TO BELIEVE IT OR NOT, WHETHER YOU'RE STRAIGHT EDGE, HOMOSEXUAL, A DRUG ADDICT, CHRISTIAN, CATHOLIC, MUSLIM OR JEWISH YOU WILL ALL FACE YOUR JUDGEMENT!"
He stops his squealing and gets quiet, turning his head slowly to the side as he looks deep into the camera, yet beyond the camera as his eyes get cloudy and his voice more menacing.
"So sit there and talk of your veiled threats and conspiracy theories all you want, because when your day comes, and it will come, and you sit before the lord of flies, and you see me beside him writing out your sentence, you remember all I've said, all the warnings I've given you, and you stammer out your answer, remembering you didn't heed the warnings of your shortcomings, we will truly see who's threats were veiled and which were brought to fruition, and as you are grinded through the wheel of souls, remember that you could of had it all, but instead you chose to stand tall in your ignorance and thought you were above it all, and how your pride came before your fall into the pit."
Taking his eyes from the camera he moves back to one of the rooms to the right and the screen fades to black as the hallway brightens again as the sun apparently moves from behind the clouds.