Under Sun
3. Meet Him, The General

Toronto, 1978

Lisa's guess was right then. Exactly three days later, the ship carrying them docked at one of Toronto's docks. For three days crouching in the seedy, dirty belly of the ship, Jea barely breathes properly.

The women who were with him at this moment simultaneously turned to the powerfully open door, displaying a young man with a tall body staring at them intently. Unforgivingly, the man with several herds in uniform began to pull the women violently.

There were some who screamed for release, but most were silent. Know, if it's free.

Jea's eyes narrowed, as she finally saw the brightening of the sky when it had been days trapped in a dark room of the ship.

The bright blue sky greeted those who already looked very dirty. It is as if trying to tell them; welcome to the real life. Makes them more silent. Not crying, but thinking about how best to die soon.

The first thing Jea saw as she became one of the women being dragged off the ship was a long bridge towards the mainland. The sound of birds chirping up there did not escape the attention of Jea who was completely unfamiliar with all the noise.

Along the pier, there are many people scattered. Some are busy selling, and others are passing by. Some people buy, but not many. Several more were transporting cargo from fishing boats. Wooden drums that emit a fishy smell are arranged beside the bridge. The rope that connects all the drums.

Just like a pair of Jea hands that are also connected to the hands of other women, through a thick rope.

They continued to be yelled at to walk immediately, following all kinds of orders thrown out loudly.

"Quick! Hurry along! Hey the one in the back! Hurry up before I hit you!"

A few loud blows sounded. Jea was surprised. But he did not dare to look, too frightening. Secretly Jea was so frightened by the sound of the punch.

"Hey for a second," The man with his pitch-black hair walked quickly towards one of his comrades, then whispered.

After a moment of silence, the other man immediately nodded, "Follow my direction! You'll take a shower first before it's delivered to your new employer!"

Unable to do anything, Jea and the line of women simply followed suit. Even the little girl who might be about nine years old in front of Jea was just busy crying, after being hit hard by one of the government officials.

I really want Jea to say a few words, but unfortunately, just meeting Jea was not able to. His throat was too dry and sore.

The line of women walked further and further away from the dock. Along the way, they can only look down. Do not know what to do after finding out the reality if they become the spectacle material of citizens who pass around.

Not far from Jea's current position, a small hut seemed to stand alone among the grass and weeds. Jea grew increasingly confused as several officers began to stand around the hut.

"Stop."

The women then stopped.

"Please take off your clothes. The place is small and it will be a long time if you wait for a shower one by one. It is better if you directly bathe around the weeds, than in the hut. We'll get the water ready so get it done quickly."

The statement made the women turn their eyes. Did they not hear wrong? Obviously, the officer told them to be naked in front of the men who did not hesitate to look at their bodies, right? Damnit. Didn't it miss?

"T-no! We are not ****** that can— AKH!"

The blow landed right on the head of one of the women in her early thirtys, after calling for vehement rejection.

"You have no right to refuse. Even if it dies."

Some of the women who had appeared to be trying hard, then cried in silence. But it is already on the edge of the horn. There was no choice but to be a spectacle of the striped-nosed man hiding behind that government uniform.

One by one the women began to undress on their bodies, then looked down while trying to cover their sensitive areas.

There's nothing worse than this.

"Wait," A hand held back the movement of Jea's hand that wanted to take off her clothes. Jea was surprised again.

"You can take a shower in that shack. Don't be long."

Wait for. Whatdoes thatmean? Isn't the other one bathing in the open here?

The questions that were scrolling through his brain left Jea confused. But he did not refuse, although there was an uncomfortable feeling that erupted when he found the view of the naked women was—just a thin weed covering their bodies vaguely.

"Hey, why did he—"

"Request from the General."

"Wait, so that woman is a slave of the General?"

Some of the conversations that Jea had heard before she actually went into the hut room.

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Jea still did not dare to open her mouth. He only received all kinds of treatment and orders put forward by the government officers who really looked like that soldier.

Nervously and awkwardly mixed with a burning fear, Jea sat in the back seat until the van moved away from its starting location.

"Well, lucky for you, it could be the general's slave. While others might be sent to satisfy the lust of the striped-nose man," said the man sitting beside him, making Jea turn her head in fear.

Jea had no idea where the deity lay to be the slave of a General. What good?

"Hey, where did the General know about him?"

The man who was driving just sniffed his shoulders, "Am I the General's right hand? Don't ask me."

I don't know, Jea himself did not know how long he had spent just sitting quietly in the transportation. Even the girl herself did not know where she was going.

"Yes something? Why not talk about daritadi?" Again the man next to her teased Jea's brief daydream.

"E-don't.."

"Oh. I thought it was mute."

Jea was silent again. For whatever reason, he was afraid. Her lips looked increasingly red from being the victim of the girl's nervous bite.

Until finally, the van stopped right in front of a place that was clearly the center of the Toronto military headquarters. Making Jea thump even more, her hands shook. Will he be stuck here?

"Down."

The girl just resignedly followed the man beside her and immediately got down from the van with a limp step.

Could Jea have been more so than walking around the two men who had brought her here?

His eyes looked anxiously at the other large men who were doing their own activities inside the building. Some were conversing, some were exercising lightly, and some were arranging sharp weapons on the table.

His legs grew heavier after he saw several times prisoners being beaten quite brutally. But no one's got a problem with it.

The three men stopped in front of a large door. Making Jea knit an eyebrow, why stop?

One of the men gave a warning to the other. Then he came in.

"Greetings! We from the Minnesota government have arrived, General."

A loud voice sounded out, making Jea look curiously at the human behind the big brown door. After one of the men who had brought him in, the door closed.

After that, there were no more conversations he could hear. Maybe five minutes or so, suddenly the door opened again.

"Come in. The general's waiting for you."

At first Jea was very hesitant to enter. What if the man behind the door was the same person as Richard Collins? Or the one like Billy Johnson who had abused his body a few times first?

"Don't let me repeat it again" said the man, who began to be unhappy. Made Jea quickly duck down and step inside.

Door closes.

Leave silence between Jea and... Can we call him master?

The heavy sighing made Jea's hair bristle. He was still lowered, not daring to even a moment to stare at the figure before him.

"Look at me."

The heavy speech then gave a crushing attack on Jea's heart. Not looking for trouble, Jea slowly raised her head, looking at the man sitting on the chair with the long table in front of her.

Sontak Jea glared.

"T-Master! Master murderer!" Jea's screams unconscious. Hurriedly he closed his lips with a palm that trembled violently.

He was the guy that night. Jeffrey.

Until anytime, Jea will not forget the whispers of the name that always ring in his head.

It feels creepy, but cradles at the same time.