Glass Curtain by Thaddeus Hutyra

chapter 9


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Author:Thaddeus Hutyra


Yet the same day they said goodbye to their Burmese friend,Khon Hun Sat and went via the jungle in the western direction towards Bangladesh,the country which was one of the poorest countries in the world,overpopulated and experiencing regularly monstrual disasters,but a land of incomparably better human rights behaviour than was the case in Myanmar.It was not very far to eastern part of Bangladesh,a week on foot,but dangerous.The jungle was full of wild animals.In fact it took over one week before they found themselves out of Burma and within Bangladesh,in its most south-eastern part called Chittagong. The jungle seemed to be endless.How many snakes,whatever sorts,including cobras and anacondas,Steven Mac Dantosch had to kill with his katana,they could not remember.Just very,very many.Once they crossed the border Steven Mac Dantosch threw away his katana.He dreamt of ending violence as much as Tadek Vangard did.They felt tired and dreamt also of a rest.Finally a chance for a rest appeared when they found themselves in the vicinity of a strange,dead”town”,with no signs of a human life,won by the jungle,in ruins.It was more space here and easier to walk.
Suddenly…They heard a girl’s cry…A dramatic cry…The more dramatic that they did not expect any sign of human life within this strange place.But the cry…alarmed them.It could be located in one of the rubled houses,a bit less in ruins than the others,which were already teared apart by a number of trees.They approached the ruined house carefully,entered gently the porch of the house and went further via the corridor.There were a number of rooms with closed doors but only the last room had partially open doors,from which they could hear clearly a cry of a girl. They peeped to the room through the chinks of the hinges of the doors.Their heads jumped off automatically and tearing rage appeared on their faces,which burned now from anger like if they were torches. A girl,about thirteen years old,was raped by Arab strappers.Steven Mac Dantosch ran vehemently into the room,ascended up with perhaps the most dynamic movement of his body he ever performed so far and hit with both of his legs the first two Arabs,those nearest to him.They found themselves out of their consciousness instantly,not knowing even what happened to them.It was easy for Steven Mac Dantosch to knock down a third Arabic guy with his powerfull blows,of which at least one or two landed on the Arab’s male objects.With the fourth foe it was not so easy.The Arabian guy knew martial art of fight.Steven Mac Dantosch was taken aback and he found himself under the enemy.Smeared all over by the sweat and stench of the body of his foe,he tried to set himself free from the steely handgrip of his enemy. How such girl could do it,when he could not?…He feigned that he gave up the fight and he is the one who is beaten. Satisfied Arab loosened his steely handgrip a bit.Steven Mac Dantosch used it instantly for himself.He slided out from under his foe and in the twinkling of an eye catapulted up the air with lightning speed,and then made a powerful scissors like blow with both of his legs,thrusting them with absolute great dynamics centrifugally.The Arab was instantly finished off.
Tadek Vangard was already at the side of the girl,who cried now in his arms.
Soon afterwards they already knew nearly everything what they should have known at this stage,both,from the Arabs and the child.The Arabs were middlemen and were on their way to a harem of one rich sheik in Saudi Arabia. The girl was mishandled for years by a Belgian pedofil,Michael Ducrouix,which sold her to the sheik in the end.The girl was Belgian.
-“What is your name?”- Tadek Vangard asked her.
-“Melissa Charleroi.”- The golden haired,blue-eyed girl answered.Steven Mac Dantosch stroked her on her head.
-“Do not be afraid.”- He said.-“Never again anything bad will happen to you.We will bring you to the Belgian Embassy in Dhakka and you will be reunited with your parents soon.”
A big anger appeared on the face of the girl.
-“I do not want to return to my parents!”- She began to shout.- “I do not want to know them! They did nothing to find me! For years! They forgot me…”
She began to cry again.
Tadek Vangard and Steven Mac Dantosch exchanged their glances between themselves.They knew there will be troubles.The girl was mentally and fisically mistreated and mishandled for years.They knew it will be very difficult for her to return to the normal life. Her childhood probably was already lost. Yet,they had to do for her the best.They knew they will try to convince her to return to her parents,who surely must have searched her and were anguished by her dissapearance.However,they knew also they could do nothing against her wish.If she still had some wish left within herself it had to be cherished like some best and most precious diamond in the world.This was the key to her mental recovery…
Steven Mac Dantosch and Tadek Vangard binded hands and feet of the Arabs so much they were unable to make any movements.
-“The snakes will eat them alive.”- Steven Mac Dantosch remarked bitingly.
They took off for a further trip soon afterwards.The girl cut a brilliant figure.Tadek Vangard and Steven Mac Dantosch felt she tried her best.She wanted to be with them,her saviours.She wanted to be with them on an equal footage,as one of the friends. She did not want to be a drag on them. They had an impression she indeed somehow felt she was liberated for good from the evil experiences at the hands of beasts who mishandled her.The sun reappeared to her in its shiny colours.Yet Steven Mac Dantosch and Tadek Vangard felt concerned.They had no idea how to help her,except of the one idea to send her back to her parents.But she did not want it…They had one more dilemma,not less complicated than their own dilemmas.
At noon of the next day they found themselves in Cox Bazaar,the biggest town in the province Chittagong...
To be continued...
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