The guards and police have the building surrounded with squad cars, Shakir instructs Curt to find anything flammable and to pour it all across the floors and at the entrance of the kitchen, Curt does just that as Shakir finds a grease covered cooks aprons from which he will use to ignite the kitchen, after Curt finishes spreading flammable cooking and cleaning contents on the floor he looks at Shakir with a worried look on his face

Curt Evers: So what now? Are we going to go up in a blaze of glory?

Shakir has a wicked look come over his face as he says in a sly whisper

Shakir: Not today friend.

Shakir: points to the ceiling as he says this straight at a ventilation duck just big enough for them to squeeze through.

Curt Evers: What about the book of Allah?

Shakir: It will burn with the rest of this place, just as our old mentor once did it will “Burn In The Past”.
Shakir reaches over and gets an old broken ladder and sets it up, he motions to Curt to go on ahead the gas is getting so unbearable the two can barely breath and they begin to cough relentlessly, Curt scales the ladder and knocks the grate open from there he climbs up into the vent and begins crawling as fast as he can, the police can be heard storming the place but they haven’t made their way to the kitchen yet, Shakir is covering his face with the grease covered apron risking his very life to stall the police long enough for Curt to get through the ventilation duck as far away from the kitchen as possible, Shakir begins moving small tables and chairs infront of the with the time that is given to him as he begins to step away his eyes are burning so bad he can barely keep them open from the sting of the gas, the police finally smell the gas and immediately rush to the kitchen where they see through the debris Shakir walking backwards looking at them holding the lighter in his hand to show them if they try to break through the debris to get to him he will strike the lighter and blow them all away.

Squad Leader: THAT CRAZY WANKER IS GOING TO KILL US ALL! RETREAT NOW MEN! NOW!!!!

Shakir makes his way over to the ladder and scales up it with lightning speed as the men run and are heard yelling for the entire building to be evacuated


Mean while Curt has climbed all the way up as high as he can go which leads him to the roof, as he walks over the edge he can see people scattering the surrounding area, he spots a sewer hole for him and Shakir to escape down into but getting down there undetected is going to be the problem, not to mention getting down there period from this height, Curt begins to look around for something, anything and his eyes discover a long power cable that is heavily weathered and worn, he knows it’s a huge risk to use such a thing to repel down with but he is cornered with no other options.


Shakir is climbing through the ventilation ducks and the gas has only slightly eased up on its intensity for now it has spread through out the building, he laughs with glee as he invision’s the big boom this building will make when he deems it necessary to level it, he keeps climbing his way up, up and up until he makes his way to the roof where Curt has fashioned a repel cable from a live power cable.

Curt tosses the pack of cigarettes to Shakir, who looks at them curiously

Curt Evers: You ever wonder what’s so good about those damn things? Why the westerners and their followers love them so much, I say we give them a try because they could be the last thing we ever get to experience, if this building doesn’t go up and kill us we very well could get electrocuted from that cable,

Shakir laughs as he plucks a cigarette out of the pack and tosses the pack back to Curt, Shakir then lights it and takes a drag off of it and begins coughing like crazy and then dry heaves
Curt slowly pulls a cigarette from the pack and puts it in his mouth as Shakir walks over with watery eyes and lights the cigarette for him, Curt takes a drag and begins to cough.

Shakir: I think I will have no more of this friend! The western infidels can have their nasty poison sticks.

Curt Evers: No kidding, well let us be on our way to freedom or death brother, there is a sewer we can escape down into if we are lucky enough to get to the ground but I am sure we will meet a storm of bullets.

Shakir: Not if I blow this building straight to the heavens!

Curt Evers: Oh you can’t be serious?!

Shakir: Dead……Serious…..

Curt Evers: SH!T!

Curt immediately begins climbing down the weathered and worn power cable, a cop is heard over a loud speaker for Curt to freeze or they will open fire on him, but Curt keeps on scaling the rope as fast as he can, the cops give one last warning but the warning falls on deaf ears from the building suddenly going up with a fiery explosion that rocks the entire area, Curt falls from the cable in his descent down everything spins wildly as he hits something hard but with give. Curt looks around and realizes he has landed ontop of a very unlucky cop who is crushed and bent up in a broken heap, Curt still in a haze crawls frantically to the sewer grate he grabs it and opens it and falls straight into the sewer grate to tired and uncaring to climb down the ladder, he lands hard on the cold damp concrete. Evers looks around his vision blurred, and ears ringing his body bruised and cut up he calls out for Shakir but hears nothing.


Shakir wakes up and notices he is back in the flaming building everything is on fire around him and debris is encased all around him, he realizes the building has collapsed from the explosion and he is trapped, somehow he has only come out with minor burns, but has several deep cuts through out his body he can feel the heat coming from the flames around him but he can’t help but smile a wicked grin as blood runs out of his mouth like a fountain, in Shakir’s most dire moment he knows this could very well be it for him so he begins to speak to the one he calls Allah, but known world wide as Senester.

Shakir: I cannot die a failure, because a failure does not pass through the gates of heaven to walk with thy lord.

A sharp pain runs through Shakir’s foot as he winces he looks down and notices a nail has impaled his foot the tip of it just barely sticking out from his boot. He begins to laugh as the pain continues to arc through his foot and continues on speaking to Allah.
Shakir: Look at me Allah, I have made another sacrifice in your honor, I have killed those who did not escape the building in time but I have also shed my own flesh and blood. Here I am trapped in this building that will surely burn to the ground, I guess I will soon become another burnt offering to you I will accept my fate with honor and dignity if I must but I want to do so much more for you then what I have already done, what I have done is just the beginning! Now cannot be the time I crucify myself and give of my flesh and of my blood to the world to wash away all of it’s sin, hear my words Allah and see the truth and conviction I speak!

Shakir begins to hallucinate but he believes it to be Allah truly speaking to him, he doesn’t know that his pain wracked body is making his mind become delusional.

Senester’s voice: You have my attention what do you tend to do with it?

Shakir: Destroy the infidels lives in any possible way that I can! Burn their worldly bodies and return their tainted spirits back to you so that you will cast judgment upon them! Let me harvest them for you, let me make grand sacrifices for the world to see so all will know that thy lord has returned triumphal and thy god has returned angry and revengeful to all of those who have refused his word and do not live by his commandments!

Senester’s Voice: Know that your actions have again caught my attention but it is not nearly enough to appease me…. You must make a contract with me here and now if you wish to live and carry out my will.

Shakir: I will give anything to continue my crusade against the infidels, Allah the merciful.

Senester’s voice is heard laughing a wicked laugh before it speaks in a demanding powerful voice

Senester’s voice: You must shed your enemies blood once per week if you cannot do so you must set fire to something of the enemy, if you do neither you will lose my favor and will fast for an entire week until the next Havoc, everytime you fail you will fast, you will fast until you succeed in what I have commanded of you. If you do not accept this deal I will take you now from this world but I will not let you pass through the gates of heaven but instead cast you straight to hell where you will burn among the rest of the infidels and burn a failure for all eternity.

Before the voice can finish Shakir yells out his answer as the fire begins to nip at his body it has spread all around him

Shakir: YES!!! YES!!! I ACCEPT!!!!! I WILL HARVEST ALL THAT STANDS AGAINST YOU!