Night Without End

                                                                    Incident at Ice Glacier
                                                                     By: Adam Leong

                As approaches across the glacier, my sight was drawn to a group of people who were crossing the gangplank not far from us in what seemed to be a pirate ship. They were carrying weapons while rushing towards somewhere. I wondered where were they running to and as I swept my glance towards the direction that the criminals were running,

                I saw a person who looks like a priest pointing his gun on three hostages, and his finger ready to pull the trigger at any moment. Among three hostages, the girl trembled in fear, the man beside the girl seemed to be hopeful for something and the man in front was shouting something at the priest, although I can’t hear a single word from him.

                Suddenly, the priest turned. His face crinkled and foul words spat out from his mouth. He lost control. He shoved the girl into a tractor and roared on the engines. The brave man tried to stop him, but to no avail. The priest gave him a cold blooded shot in his arm and jammed on the accelerator of the huge vehicle that looks like a tractor. They sped off into the vast landscape of ice on that tractor, and it spun and turned so unpredictably that it could crash at any time.

                As I watched the tractor with my mouth gaping wide open, it crashed into a pile of big boulders without warning. Parts and pieces flew out of the tractor and they tractor was utterly destroyed. Yet, the captor was still alive, and thankfully too, the hostage. There was some resistance from the hostage, and as the captor attempted to hold her captive at point-blank range again, they both wrestled each other and fell into a crevasse, and it was closing fast.

                At this point of time, the air force was already raining down fire upon the crude ship and the terrorists that came out of it. The ship couldn’t hold for long and it was already sinking by the time the men rushed towards the crevasse. The brave man threw down a rope into the crevasse and before I knew it, he fell into the crevasse! Could the villain have pulled him down together too? I don’t know, but I pray to God that that wasn’t the case. The man who was still standing outside the crevasse looked grim, and I bit my lips as I hope that they would make it out fast.

                Then, miraculously, their captain and his crew came to their rescue. He hauled the girl up, but he was still tense, very tense at the sight of what was happening down there. I waited as the men threw down two ropes consecutively into the crevasse. It was the longest wait that I’ve had in my life. Finally, the miracle happened! The brave man and what seemed like to be his radio were both pulled out of the crevasse, which was then only wide enough for the man to squeeze out of it. As the crew looked down into the crevasse for one last time, a man threw down an entire coil of rope with contempt and hatred in his eyes down the crevasse, the crevasse closing after it a while after. An immediate thought came to my mind and our minds—the villain was dead.