Retrospect. It’s a 6.

At the conclusion of last week’s Six, “Are You Not Entertained”, we left Jaya, Seven and Ryan facing the horror of Ryan’s imminent death at the hands of a group of raging rabids who’d ambushed him as he was making his way to the pre-arranged rendevouz spot with Jaya and Seven. Less than a mile away in their vehicle, Jaya, unable to abandon Ryan, even at her own peril, surveyed the scene through binoculars while Seven tried to convince her they needed to leave the area. What to make of the gladiator-like zombie who’d emerged from the woods and who appeared to have control over the rabids holding Ryan? Adrenalin pumping, all three of our heroes were rendered helpless, minds racing…

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…She means more to me than she’ll ever know – she, trusted above all others and for whom I would give my life, she, who rescued and will continue to rescue.

Jaya, oblivious to her strength, her wisdom, her outright guts to do what it takes no matter the cost or loss, understands survival is not for the weak; sacrifice, self or otherwise, goes hand in hand with the will to live. Acceptance of this fact is easy for me as it’s a part of my nature, part of who I am, yet I’m cognizant there are some who may struggle with the concept of sacrifice, who would deny the fear cleaving them when confronted with a reality so unbelievable and frightening, a reality once thought pure science fiction horror made for the big screen.

At this very moment, reality wasn’t simply about our lives potentially ending in a gory mess, it was also about the lives of every other person roaming the planet still unaffected by the virus, which is to say, by science research gone very, very bad. Discovering rabids roaming during daylight hours is disconcerting enough let alone witnessing a freakishly imposing figure emerge from the cover of the park woods, a gladiator type zombie, an alpha, commanding what otherwise should have been a group of raving, lunatic rabids – lunatic rabids who appeared to be waiting for direction and instruction while holding a human, hostage.

Why must it take looking through another’s eyes to cast a truer reflection upon the reality of a situation….. I released my grip as she acknowledged there was nothing we could do to rescue him – at least not yet.