Then the chanting started.
“Mealiechai, mealiechaie, mealiechai,” the children chanted as Bob insanely giggled.
The tall child continued pointing at Bob.
The pole began to move, slowly at first and then faster and faster.
Soon, Bob was just a giggling blur as the pole continued its fast movement.
Eventually the velcro wrapped around Bob could take it no more and he was flung deep into the field as he first shrieked and then giggled.
The tall child stopped his pointing and the pole stopped moving.
“Oops,” he said and then shrugged his shoulders. “That shouldn’t have happened.”
The children ran towards where Bob was flung and I was alone with this tall one.
“Hi,” he said, sticking out a hand. “I’m Mealiechai!”
I shook his offered hand and gave him my name.
“And you’re…?” I asked.
“Eh, just an enforcer. Esack is the big cheese around here, I just make sure everything here in the fields goes as smooth as possible.”
“Esack? Is he the one I’ve heard of that dresses in all black? Wears the funky hat?”
“That’s the one! We heard some rustling going on and came around to see what the kerfuffle was. Saw that…..thing on the post and tried to launch him into space, but you know how some things go.”
I nodded because I DID know.
Mealiechai sighed.
“You do know we’re going to have to do some killing, it’s just something we do. Are you okay with that?”
“Bob first?” I asked.
“Of course,” he said.
Then he whistled and the children came back, with a few of them carrying a still giggling Bob.
The killing commenced.
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