The Conspiracy of the Elites

“Shit this is probably the first time that I woke up directly from a dream. What a stoke of bad luck,” Clark grumbled as he got up. He looked around and finally did a proper survey of the room that he booked as he admired the decorations and scenery.

He was too exhausted to glance around yesterday so he looked to his fill. “The vigilantes did a proper job reserving this hotel for me,” he thought. Clark soliloquized while resting back and rolling on the king-sized bed.

“Ah! Today is a Sunday,” Clark suddenly recalled, “I’ll just use this opportunity to visit the church”. “Man…it’s been years since I last entered a church”.

He glanced at his wrist watch which indicated that the time was 33 minutes after 8:00am. “Oh, no rush then I’ll just go to the third service around 10:00am”. He decided as he went to the bathroom to have his bath as he felt that his whole body was not clean enough to his satisfaction.

Clark hummed a song as the water poured down from the shower over his body. He broke his record for the longest time in the bathroom as he bathed for over 30 minutes, the water was simply too enjoyable making him reluctant to leave the bathroom. After bathing and everything he realized that he didn’t have any other clothes so he directly ordered online for a suit, a pair of shoes to match the suit, a pair of jean trousers, a trending fashion polo shirt and a face cap.

“Man, I’m famished”. Clark exclaimed as he called the hotel operatives to order breakfast. 5 minutes later the food was brought over by a female waitress, she smiled lavishly at him after he opened the door and placed the tray of dishes on his table.

“Mr. Clark do you need any other service from us?” The female waitress asked politely.

“No, no need thank you very much for the service I’ll pay for everything later”. Clark replied with a smile. She smiled again at him before going.

In the 5 minutes that he waited he already brushed his teeth and did every other necessary thing. It was hard but he persevered as he refused to bring out his bag to check his battle loots or better still trophies. “I’ll sort them out when I come back from church,” he reasoned.

After eating he waited a little more before his package was delivered. “30 minutes, their delivery time is quite fast,” he thought.

Clark paid the delivery man a total of 65 Spartan credits for the goods with an additional 4 credits as transportation costs. “The trending fashion polo shirt is 5 credits, a face cap is also 5 credits, what a rip-off and the face cap is even on a 20% discount so they said. Some online trading companies are completely crazy,” Clark cursed as he quickly went to dress up after a lot of grumblings as time was not on his side.

“Man, I look sparkling”. Clark blurted out as he looked as he looked at his reflection from the mirror. “After combing my short hair, I look more handsome,” he thought.

“It’s been long since I wore standard suit and shoes almost forgetting how handsome I looked”. After more than 15 minutes of preparation he was finally set for church, he picked 100 credits from his stash for offering as he glanced at the time.

“Shit, remaining only 10 minutes before church begins”. Clark went outside with speed going to a nearby car as he already hired a car from a transport company online.

“I forgot the keys, shit,” he cursed as he ran back to get the car keys. He quickly returned, entered the car as he got prepared to go.

Clark was stunned speechless after entering the car, “when did a car hired for 2 days at 20 credits become this luxurious?” He thought while shocked. The whole car was very neat, he even noticed now that the glasses were tinted. He felt cool and relaxed as the air conditioner blew in cold air.

“Wow this feels good I thought, are you sure…? No let me check the website again”. Clark succumbed to his curiosity as he checked. He suddenly felt an urge to cry as he saw his name, time and the amount of money which was taken from his account.

“I can’t believe I actually paid 100 Spartan credits for a hired car for only 2 days, is this retribution for the things I looted yesterday”. He thought sadly. It was now that he looked clearly and to his surprise it was a Mercedes sports car, despite centuries passing Mercedes was still a popular brand for ordinary cars without exotics.

Zoom!! Clark drove across the streets as he followed the car’s GPS direction to the nearest church. About 15 minutes later he arrived at the church, it was an Anglican church. He didn’t go to an Anglican church when he was young but he does not discriminate either.

Clark drew a lot of attention as his sports car entered the church compound. Late comers passing by stared at his car with curiosity as he entered the parking lot.

Clark felt good as he came down from the car under the stares of everyone, “I guess my money was not wasted with this alone,” he thought. He didn’t stand in one place like a fool after coming out as he walked towards the church entrance. Church was already in session as an usher came out to lead him into the church.

“This way sir,” the usher said respectfully as Clark confidently marched after him. After entering the church, he finally calmed down as this was not a party now a show room, this was the house of God.

“Amazing grace…how sweet thy sound…” The hymn was being song by the choir as he entered. He was led to a seat at the middle of the church as the service continued. Clark freed himself of every worry as he laid all his worries before God, it was a very nostalgic and wonderful feeling.

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