NOTHING IS OVER

You have been surrounded from all sides. You are trapped. You are alone.

It is like an unexpected lottery win .You wake up and find it is
sunday! (Hey Sunday !! Awesome ! ) A free day after six days of
toiling.You start making plans of how you are going to spend the day.
You are happy. It is like everything you needed. Then all of a sudden
you realize that you have been surrounded by red ants. A thousands of
them.
Yeah...Those Tiny little monsters! Those Merciless Red Hexapods !

All that happiness you had a minute ago….goes away. All that remains
is fear. A spine chilling feeling of getting bitten.
“ Oh Lord ! Save me !” –You say
Only to realize that you do not believe in any other supernatural
force other than the one that is yourself.
“ Shit!” You say.
You realize that they are invincible.
You have not yet been bitten because they are not aware of you. And
once they are you should say ‘goodbye’ to yourself.
You are biting off your nails.
You are thinking of a way out. But there is no way out. Either you die
fighting or you wait for an unknown period till all those ants are
gone. Waiting would have been a good idea if it was not a Monday
tomorrow and then Tuesday the next day and then another 4 working
days. More importantly waiting would have been good if it was not
Sunday today.
“So Waiting is out” You say.
You take out a picture of your family that had been in you pocket. You
kiss them.
You are ready to die.
Then as they say your whole life flashes before you die, yours flashes
before you.
And of those many memory slides you stop at one in which you mom is
using a chalk (brand : Lakshman Rekha) to keep the ants off the food
stuffs in the kitchen.
You remember that you have one of those chalks with you right now. You
activate your search vision and locate it.
It is difficult to reach from the position and place you are in but
you got to make it.
And you make it.
You draw circles and block their movement. After a few minutes you
have done all of them.
They are blocked. Completely!
Now you pour some kerosene in each of those circles. You see them dying.
“Ha ha ha”- You give a sadistic smile.
“Its over” – You say.


After a few hours you receive a text that says “ Hòn1ÔF?º ½ ùzÖ®1 ”
You use google translator. It detects the message to be in Ants Language.
It says- NOTHING IS OVER

What do you do now?