The Viagra of devil

10

When Uncle Bull opened his eyes, he saw Captain Randy and Kimbler eagerly looking at him. He realized that he is lying on a hospital bed.

“Oh my God, Where am I? What happened to me?” He asked his friends around him.

They all laughed together.

“What…? What is going on here?” He looked at them in astonishment.

“You the holy rascal are a hero now, do you know that..?” said Captain Randy.

“Yes, you are a hero now who is going to be honored by society and the government,” Kimbler said.

“I don’t want to see your funny gestures and jokes. Could you please come to the point?” Uncle Bull showed his temper a little.

“My dear, you have done great things that made you a hero. That’s all.” Captain Randy smiled

“What the bloody hell I have done…?”

“Do you remember anything after you drank the juice yesterday?” Kimbler asked.

“No, I don’t remember anything other than my memory got frozen and lost sense. How did I reach here?” Anxiously he looked at his friends.

“That is a big story.” Captain Randy said.

“Yes, like a thriller,” Kimbler remarked. “Do you know the adventures and the exploration that you have done yesterday after having the drugged juice?”

“Tell me, what happened?”

“But except us, no one knows that you had taken a deadly narcotic drug that enabled you to do all of these challenging things,” Kimbler said.

“Challenging things..? What…? What happened to me? How did I come here? I don’t feel well. Let me know everything before I die.” Uncle Bull said in a calm voice.

“Dear, you are not going to die. You are the savior of the community of Palmart. Media people are waiting for you to interview. As you are not fully recovered, doctors have strictly stopped them and the police.”

“What..? Media and Police…? Have I become a notorious don?”

“You became a famous hero.” Captain Randy said.

“Then why police, to escort me? Oh my God. Is there anything wrong that I have committed in the intoxication of Satan pills? Uncle Bull tried to get up from the bed.

“Hold on. Don’t try to get up now,” said Kimbler. “As your physical condition is not fit to sit or stand, please lay down. I will tell you what revolution you have made here by the motivation and energy given by the Satan pills.”

Kimbler looked around and confirmed nobody was there to hear them. Captain Randy locked the door.

Kimbler sat beside the bed and commenced the story of the great adventure done by Uncle Bull after having the Narco juice.

“We knew from Nany that you made that special drink for her, the drugged juice. But while adding the pills to the juice, she found it and questioned you, arguments took place between you the couple, and eventually, she forcefully asked you to drink it, right?”

“Yeah, that was what that b***h did.” Uncle Bull said. “That holy beast forced me to drink. Then what happened? I don’t remember anything after that. I just drank the juice and felt some unusual things in my mind like a storm roaring around me, veins got shivered, Consciousness began to fade, like that some extraordinary feelings and movements I got in my mind and body.” Uncle Bull said and looked so anxiously at them to know more about the story.

“Let me narrate your epic.” Kimbler continued. “After having the drink you ran out of your house. While running along the road, you found a decorated horse cart in front of a church that was arranged for a marriage function. You took that cart and began your adventurous journey. Making fun, your chariot flashed in the streets.”

“Really? Did I do that?”

“Yes. That horse cart was your vehicle in your adventure journey. Your cart ran along the streets like the chariot of Judah Ben-Hur.”

“How did I get the willpower to run a horse cart like Judah Ben-Hur? Ok, right? Continue the story.” Uncle Bull smiled slightly.

Kimbler continued. “After passing the town you headed to the prayer hall of evangelist John Kicker and reached there.”

“Holy Moly..!” Uncle Bull expressed his surprise. “How did I get there? Even with the direction of GPS, I can’t reach there easily. Of course, Satan was accompanying me. Sure..!” He took a breath and looked at Kimbler. “Yeah, Narco power is the power of Satan. Realize it. Ok, then what I did do? Did I kneel in front of John kicker or did I do a confession in his chamber? Probably I may have participated in his Halleluiah dance..?”

“You performed something else, my dear.”

“What..?”

“Some funny things which made you a hero.” Captain Randy said.

“Yes, exactly, that was so funny and dreadful,” Kimbler explained it. “As soon as your cart reached John Kicker’s premises, you jumped out and ran into his prayer hall where he was performing a gospel dance. You kneeled in front of the evangelist John Kicker and asked for a divine drink of salvation. He led you to his holy chamber located beneath the hall and offered you a special Chinese cobra brandy to seduce you.”

“Do you know for what?” Captain Randy asked.

“What…? All of these things took place there? Oh my God…!” Uncle Bull made a deep sigh.

“This evangelist is not the servant of God, he is the servant of Satan. You unveiled this great secret. That's what happened there.” Randy said.

“Ok, let me continue,” Kimbler said. “He was about to seduce you with that deadly cobra brandy to keep you in his underground lab as a carrier of his biological weapon.”

“What…?” Uncle Bull asked in a big voice. “A carrier of biological weapon…? Then who is he? The story is getting so strange..!” He opened his eye widely.

“Yes, it is something strange.” Captain Randy said.

“Is he not a shepherded serving God..?”

“He is a Judas serving Satan,” Kimbler said. “Actually, this prayer business was a veil for him to do his business. He was trying to re-capture his losses in another way.”

“What way?”

“Making biological weapon.”

Uncle Bull couldn’t speak anything other than showing some gestures.

“Yes, that's the business he does, not the sanctity of the gospel,” Kimbler said. “He runs an underground lab there in the prayer hall to operate this business. It was a secret thing. You are the one who exposed it.”

“What did I do?” Uncle Bull Looked at Kimbler.

“Under the intoxication of that narcotic drugs and that potent liquor offered by John you became mad and attacked him. Soon after, devotees came there hearing John's yelling at your heavy punch and kick. At that time you showed the devotees gathered there in John's underground lab where bioweapons were made. That's what happened there in your great narco adventure.”