Short, Light, Free Chapter 160

The moment I was pulled into the room, I collapsed .

As I gasped for air, all kinds of thoughts flashed through my mind . The most persistent one, though, was  why did Father Dahai help me?  

I lay flat on the ground, conscious that my back was now covered in dust .

It was extremely uncomfortable but I did not care .

I was so tired and my arms were trembling . I was totally out of strength .

Dahai watched me for a few seconds as I struggled for breath before switching his mobile light off .

The room was completely dark and all I could hear was my own ragged pants .

"Ask," Dahai prompted .

"Why . . . so many . . uniforms?" I managed .

"Pa.s.sed down from each generation . "

"Ancestors? Are they Chinese or the war  devils 1 ?" I asked .

The moment I let that question slipped, I knew I had done wrong .

I'd been too direct .  

"Chinese, of course .

"Chinese? And you're spreading Christianity within China? Not orthodox Christianity but an easternized version?"

Dahai stamped his foot frustratedly and replied, "We have no choice but to conceal this, to pa.s.s this down . They mustn't find the things in here so that's what we are preventing . "

"They who?"

"Everyone excluding the five of us," Dahai answered .

"Everyone?"

"Yes . Everyone . "

"Who are you guys afraid of then?"

"Everyone," he repeated, taking a cigarette out . I did not notice until the light and smell came out .

The sparks from the cigarette flickered amid the darkness .

"I heard everything you guys said earlier . You initially wanted to let me in on this secret?"

"Do you wanna know?" he asked .

"You guys aren't bad people, are you?" I asked with uncertainty .

Father Dahai had watched me grow up . I knew he wasn't a bad person because he kept my secret . He could've killed me easily by pushing the window to make me fall off .

Not only did he keep my location a secret, he pulled me back into the attic .

The other Fathers could be bad people, but I trust Dahai .

The way he was acting right now, at least, gave me that confidence .

I was over 20 years old and only had about 10 conscious years of memories . I wouldn't say that Dahai was like a dad to me, but he definitely was someone I respected .

With a forced smile, he responded, "I can tell you the story but you won't be able to leave this place after that . "

"What do you mean?"

"You'll have to pa.s.s this secret down to the next generation and then take it to your grave . "

"It's like this is some sort of . . . unspeakable secret . "

"Yes, that's apt," he agreed with a bitter smile .

"I don't think you understood my point . You said that I'm supposed to pa.s.s it down, but I can't speak to anyone about it? That's not a secret . Might as well just keep it from the younger generation and let it die out . "

"But this secret's been pa.s.sed on for more than a hundred years . We're the witnesses and these are the evidence," Dahai replied vehemently . "I was like you back then . The only difference between us was that I had no choice . After listening to the story, however, I discovered the honor and glory within . It's a pity that it has to be hidden . "

"I thought that you guys were just bogus Fathers, but now this is looking more and more like an evil cult," I said, standing up .

"You're better than all of us . I can give you a choice . Leave without knowing and never come back, or listen to my story and keep it for life . "

My first thought was to listen to the story and determine where to go from there .

"Tell me . "

"I'll tell you slowly so don't interrupt me . "

I nodded but he probably couldn't see it in the dark anyway .

A red spark lit up .

"Remember the uniform?" he asked after a puff .

I did not respond .

"Hey? Are you listening?" 

"You told me not to interrupt, didn't you?"

"I'm asking you!"

"I remember . The clothes in the box," I answered .

"Do you know how long ago did the invasion occur?"

"It happened sometime in 1937 . The devils invaded the Central Plain, first opening up Lugou Bridge and then Shanghai Pa.s.s . "

"Yeah . This church was built in 1939 . An overseas Chinese returned to China and told us that the devils will not invade the westerners' church . Do you have a rough idea of what these items here in the attic are?

"A place to gather intelligence like in the war resistance or spy films?" I asked in wonder .

"You're pretty imaginative . You're about right . My ancestors sent and receive reports from in here . You must've seen the bells in the window . There used to be a rope reaching the corridor below . Intruders would engage the rope and in turn notify the people above, giving them sufficient preparation time . "

"What about the uniforms and flag? For the Chinese to disguise themselves as the devils in case the latter barge in?"

"No, no . The devils came up and were killed by our people . Seven sets of uniform and a flag . "

"I remember seeing only four . If what you said is true, wouldn't this place be a historical spot? Why can't the public know about this? Make it known and your ancestors can bask in the glory, no?"

"I'm about to tell you about the three missing sets, and also the reason why it has become a secret . "

"Alright, tell me in detail . I really wanna know," I said .

The conflict I felt within me was unbearable .

The moment I was pulled into the room, I collapsed . As I gasped for air, all kinds of thoughts flashed through my mind . The most persistent one, though, was why did Father Dahai help me I lay flat on the ground, conscious that my back was now covered in dust . It was extremely uncomfortable but I did not care . I was so tired and my arms were trembling . I was totally out of strength . Dahai watched me for a few seconds as I struggled for breath before switching his mobile light off . The room was completely dark and all I could hear was my own ragged pants . Ask, Dahai prompted . Why . . . so many . . uniforms I managed . Pa.s.sed down from each generation . Ancestors Are they Chinese or the war devils 1 I asked . The moment I let that question slipped, I knew I had done wrong . I 39 d been too direct . Chinese, of course . Chinese And you 39 re spreading Christianity within China Not orthodox Christianity but an easternized version Dahai stamped his foot frustratedly and replied, We have no choice but to conceal this, to pa.s.s this down . They mustn 39 t find the things in here so that 39 s what we are preventing . They who Everyone excluding the five of us, Dahai answered . Everyone Yes . Everyone . Who are you guys afraid of then Everyone, he repeated, taking a cigarette out . I did not notice until the light and smell came out . The sparks from the cigarette flickered amid the darkness . I heard everything you guys said earlier . You initially wanted to let me in on this secret Do you wanna know he asked . You guys aren 39 t bad people, are you I asked with uncertainty . Father Dahai had watched me grow up . I knew he wasn 39 t a bad person because he kept my secret . He could 39 ve killed me easily by pushing the window to make me fall off . Not only did he keep my location a secret, he pulled me back into the attic . The other Fathers could be bad people, but I trust Dahai . The way he was acting right now, at least, gave me that confidence . I was over 20 years old and only had about 10 conscious years of memories . I wouldn 39 t say that Dahai was like a dad to me, but he definitely was someone I respected . With a forced smile, he responded, I can tell you the story but you won 39 t be able to leave this place after that . What do you mean You 39 ll have to pa.s.s this secret down to the next generation and then take it to your grave . It 39 s like this is some sort of . . . unspeakable secret . Yes, that 39 s apt, he agreed with a bitter smile . I don 39 t think you understood my point . You said that I 39 m supposed to pa.s.s it down, but I can 39 t speak to anyone about it That 39 s not a secret . Might as well just keep it from the younger generation and let it die out . But this secret 39 s been pa.s.sed on for more than a hundred years . We 39 re the witnesses and these are the evidence, Dahai replied vehemently . I was like you back then . The only difference between us was that I had no choice . After listening to the story, however, I discovered the honor and glory within . It 39 s a pity that it has to be hidden . I thought that you guys were just bogus Fathers, but now this is looking more and more like an evil cult, I said, standing up . You 39 re better than all of us . I can give you a choice . Leave without knowing and never come back, or listen to my story and keep it for life . My first thought was to listen to the story and determine where to go from there . Tell me . I 39 ll tell you slowly so don 39 t interrupt me . I nodded but he probably couldn 39 t see it in the dark anyway . A red spark lit up . Remember the uniform he asked after a puff . I did not respond . Hey Are you listening You told me not to interrupt, didn 39 t you I 39 m asking you I remember . The clothes in the box, I answered . Do you know how long ago did the invasion occur It happened sometime in 1937 . The devils invaded the Central Plain, first opening up Lugou Bridge and then Shanghai Pa.s.s . Yeah . This church was built in 1939 . An overseas Chinese returned to China and told us that the devils will not invade the westerners 39 church . Do you have a rough idea of what these items here in the attic are A place to gather intelligence like in the war resistance or spy films I asked in wonder . You 39 re pretty imaginative . You 39 re about right . My ancestors sent and receive reports from in here . You must 39 ve seen the bells in the window . There used to be a rope reaching the corridor below . Intruders would engage the rope and in turn notify the people above, giving them sufficient preparation time . What about the uniforms and flag For the Chinese to disguise themselves as the devils in case the latter barge in No, no . The devils came up and were killed by our people . Seven sets of uniform and a flag . I remember seeing only four . If what you said is true, wouldn 39 t this place be a historical spot Why can 39 t the public know about this Make it known and your ancestors can bask in the glory, no I 39 m about to tell you about the three missing sets, and also the reason why it has become a secret . Alright, tell me in detail . I really wanna know, I said . The conflict I felt within me was unbearable . wartime term for the j.a.panese