The last sacrificial

                                    

                                          

(The last sacrificial)
#Samipov

After a fierce battle, we finally managed to escape. The Fahalla plant was credited with our victory. It was like a deadly weapon, and they were not prepared to confront it, which was lucky for us. They dropped like insects as soon as they inhaled its smell.
We took advantage of their weakness, making the best use of our advantage by hitting their hearts with sticks.
Then we got into cars and trucks, 
seeking the help of the elderly to drive, 
as most of us couldn't. We fled far from 
the cities until we found ourselves in 
abandoned homes and towns.
We stopped after we felt safe. I got out of the car and looked around. Finally, I was free and outside that farm where I had been detained since birth.I turned to them and said:
"Today we have achieved a great victory, but we have not yet won. We have not yet been liberated. There is still a long way to go. There are still many people trapped on farms like animals. Our next mission will be to liberate them and free our brothers and sisters from the grip of vampires.There is no family here without a loved one taken away. We will take back our loved ones and our land, and we will wipe out vampires from the face of earth."
Everyone was excited by my speech, but they were afraid and hesitant as they looked around. The young men took out the bodies of four vampires who were asleep and under the influence of the Fahalla herb. I asked them not to kill the vampires until we extracted all their blood.
I said:
"Most of you will find this disgusting, but we need to drink their blood so that our scent will be hidden from them because they will now rely on their senses to hunt us down."
We collected the blood of the vampires in a large bowl and passed it between us. I was the first to start. I held my breath so as not to inhale that foul smell. I closed my eyes and took a large sip before passing the bowl to Adam. He also took a sip and passed the bowl to the rest of the warriors. All the warriors drank from that blood. The lives of all these people are now on my shoulders.We had an old man with us, about ninety years old, but he was in his right mind. The old man took us to a very secret place where he said he used to work in his younger days. We drove those cars until he asked us to stop in the middle of the barren desert where there was absolutely nothing, a barren land devoid of any life. He got out of the car and walked with his trembling feet until he reached a specific spot, then he bent down with difficulty and began to feel the sand.Adam turned to me while I was watching old Artheer and said:
"What is this old man doing?"
Before I answered him, I noticed the old man trying to lift something. I ran to him to help him, and Adam followed me. It was the gateway to a large secret underground warehouse. It was not just an ordinary warehouse, but rather a weapons warehouse that was located under military land.
I jumped in and then raised the stairs for them. First, old Artheer helped us get down. He was happy, as if this place had brought him back to the days and years of his youth. Everyone entered that place, a secret underground location. I think this is what we need right now.I looked at the women and men; they were tired and hungry. Oh, we are under a barren desert. We have to provide food and drink for all these people. While I was thinking of a way to get food, I heard old Artheer say:
"First of all, get rid of the cars and trucks. Boys, take them away from here and burn them, but we only need one."
Suddenly a dangerous idea flashed in my head, so I said out loud so everyone could hear me: