The Eyes of Ouroboros

The screens told so many stories. So many CCTV cameras accessing so many scenes in one moment:

-A man in a white robe walking down a hospital corridor.

-An intersection in Ayala Avenue, so many vehicles moving at quick stop-motion speeds.

-A pawn shop in Quiapo, its counters seemingly unmanned.

-A pretty young woman withdrawing from an ATM in Quezon City.

His eyes scanned the multitude of screens, his fingers constantly clicking through each camera connected to the network throughout Metro Manila.

Creepy stories

I’m sure you’ve heard of that story. You’ve heard it all before— or something like it.

It starts with a campfire at night, or a flashlight before a face during a sleepover. Everyone’s still wide awake, and they’re listening to the stories. The scary ones, of course! Nice and juicy, guaranteed to send a light thrill through the back of your neck.

What if I were to tell you that there are certain stories— the scary ones, the ones that make you afraid of the dark— that you should really be afraid of? What if there are horror stories that are… alive, if you could call it that… and that are feeding on the fear generated in each retelling of their tale?

The Social Civil War

The past was dead, the future was unimaginable. — George Orwell, 1984

From Wikipedia:
There are many local historians who have their theories on when or why the Social Civil War broke out from within the sprawling mix of towering business-commercial districts and urban decay that was the megalopolis of Metro Manila in 2035.

However, the Social Civil War started seven years before the actual conflict with a crowd-sourced civil disobedience movement created by a hacker group called Incognito Army, whose roots can be traced to the early 2000 Anonymous and Occupy groups. With the help of the outlaw Ululz Network and young enthusiastic recruits dubbed ‘trolls’, they spread throughout the interconnected cities of the Philippine capital.

President Dante Marcos IV’s so-called Civic Republic — which supposedly cited as influence the 1970s’ Bagong Lipunan — answered these acts of civil disobedience with the Youth Patrol Act of 2032, also known as the Pinoy Big Brother Law …

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The Last Stand of Geronimo Yap

There’s a point when you know you’re fucked up totally and incredibly. The security guard Geronimo Yap knew he had reached that point when he found his partner Elijah Macasaet stripped flesh-to-bone in twenty seconds flat. Unfortunately, Elijah was holding the remote detonator at that time.

“Shit,” Geronimo muttered and started running, leaving the now-useless C4 explosives. The hundreds of tyanaks, all baby-small, fish-white skin and red eyes, followed after him. “Shitshitshitshit!”

He exited the pharmaceutical factory and slammed the security door shut. Good thing the door swung inward; the metal door bulged outward as the army of tiny monsters crashed against it. He heard a multitude of frustrated screeching behind the door. Thank God they didn’t know how to use doorknobs.

Quarantine

“Please, is anybody out there? This is Radyo Pilipinas, calling for help to anyone who will listen.

“My name is Doctor Emilio Agcaoili. I am broadcasting on this radio frequency but I cannot stay here for long as I am always being jammed. I hope to get this message out while I still can.

“There are still survivors here. I repeat, there are still survivors in Metro Manila. We need your help in evacuating us. Please respond.

“The quarantine being imposed on the Philippines by the international coalition of governments is a tragedy on a genocidal scale. Do not believe everything that is being broadcast by the international media or on the Internet.