Holiday - Dystopian Stories Series

0:00 On Truth Detective with Stephanie Lee. The main core topic of the episode is based on the truth, and in most episodes some of the events, people, places, pseudonyms, and the lifestyle that I lead as a truth detective are fictionalized. For a better Truth Detective storytelling experience. For each episode, go to the show notes for more information on the topic. Enjoy this episode, Welcome This is Truth Detective with Stephanie Lee. Dystopian Stories. Holiday. In the year twenty fifty two, the world had changed drastically. I had seen it coming. We all had slowly, slowly, slowly, Holidays, once a time of joy and celebration, had been outlawed by the entities that rolled over the earth from far beneath the earth. The festive spirit that once filled the air was now replaced by an oppressive darkness, where even the mere mention of

1:32 a holiday or celebration could land you in some serious trouble. We all had gotten used to this as being the way things are, but most older humans, like myself, remembered a very different scene, especially leading up to and including the holiday celebrations. The powers that be knew what they were doing down below, and had for a century now in the bleak daily life, your trusty and through seeking detective navigated the shadows of the Western world, where electricity no longer existed for the lower, non working, worthless, useless classes. No, the middle class dwellers like myself had electricity that immediately was cut off after the work day was over at five p m. And then violently thrust back on at six a m. The start of another work day. We ate meager meals of rodents, rice, snails, other bugs, and meat substances that glowed red and pink rainbow movement like jelly Cannibalism for sure, survival food, I suppose, but the thought made me vomit. The usually strong became emaciated. As the fear grew and the years passed. The powers that be knew the chaos they were causing, and they knew we knew what they were doing. Down below, life was dull and unexciting for most. The skies were gray and the sun never poked through the clouds. We older folks

3:05 loved the blessings of the holidays that we remembered. It had been so long ago that any type of celebrating was allowed, and some of us forgot how long it had been. But despite the strict surveillance and harsh penalties for celebrating these precious holidays, there were still pockets of humanity that dared to keep the spirit alive. They were cheerful, they were happy, despite the trouble that they would be in. I was afraid, but I kept this to myself. No, no, senior truth detectives ought to show fear. I knew that my detective schoolmates and I, determined and resourceful, had always harbored a secret love for traditions, no matter where we were from. And so it was we witnessed our children and grandchildren finding small joy and makeshift events of secretive celebrations sh sh all the while living in constant fear of being discovered by the authorities. We hid in underground railway tunnels and sewers to be safe during those celebrations.

4:15 It was in these clandestine gatherings that we grunted and stoically smiled. We saw a glimmer of hope, a spark that refused to be extinguished. We thought, no, no, we knew life was meant to be better for all. We shouldn't have to do this. As we delved deeper into the secretive holiday celebrations. We all knew the sinister truth. There were these entity things we never knew what to call them, who despised us. All these things looking in the underground middle earth shadows sought to eradicate any remnants of the past that connected us through our different traditions.

4:58 Whatever traditions and holidays, they were the holy grail of what once was was to be no longer if they had any say about it. My colleague detectives were determined to restore what had been lost, and we also rallied a group of detective individuals from our neighborhoods who shared our lovely vision of a world where holidays and celebrations were not just memories of the past. Together we embarked on a daring mission to bring back the old ways. We all here on the surface hated these things because they hated us no reason. They just loved to hate.

5:39 But at this time of year, we had big celebrations coming. We had to prepare and we didn't want to hold anger or grudges. Through cunning and unwavering determination, we detectives came from near and far and wanted to uncover the truth behind the oppressive regime of things. Most of us older truth seekers knew about the olden days of the celebrations, and other younger detective rookies knew nothing, but were willing to trust us and go along. And so we elders found a way to expose the ugly, demonic creature things who sought to extinguish the light of humanity's spirit. The rookies followed our lead. We detectives did as we sometimes did.

6:26 After all, no one is completely without fault, right, We drank our sour, disgusting cocktails, kind of like a witch's brew, so we could have the liquid courage quote unquote that we all needed to complete the mission, you know, the strength to do what needed to be done, confront them once and for all. We knew who they were, and what they looked like, and how demonic they were. By now, we communicated with them when we had to. We knew their skin, their eye color, their hair and sometimes the lack of it. And there were times we knew they were around us at a higher frequency, unseen by anybody but the swirling wind. We were clearly on a holiday mission, and we had no time to lose. We truth seekers knew we had to bring these evil entities down to our level, make them understand the pain and suffering that went along with abstaining from any happiness, truth and joy.

7:36 During these holiday celebrations, as the tide turned in our favor and we were in place to greet the entity things, the darkness that had shrouded our thoughts began to lift. Humanity could have the opportunity to be lighter again. But we detectives, well, we still had work to do. The further we went down the whole and the undisclosed location on Earth, the more abstract entities we saw, beautiful, short, tall, ugly, slimy, dirty, hairy. No matter what background they came from. All these things called entities were loud, growling, and very angry sounding. Maybe they needed happiness too. We truth seekers saw surprising things.

8:25 Glorious living was for them, but not for us. That made sense. And guess what those holiday celebrations that we humans ought to be enjoying music, singing, dancing presents, candy, big dinners, stuffed animals. They celebrated just as we always had. And we all looked at these evil doers, these evil things, some half human, some unhuman, and they looked at us. Of course, we were disgusted and repelled by what we saw looking back at us. They were pute. I then asked, what separates you from us? What makes us different? Are you better? After all? We want the same things. The entities of many types looked all around at the other entities, and unknowing came about their faces. It had been this way for so long that they had forgotten why there was a separation of them and the rest of humanity.

9:26 We detectives heard about the long term memory loss of the entities, but even this surprised your very own truth detective. Hmm. Breathing old disgusting air from Middle Earth will do that. I suppose the past was no longer an issue. They all had no clue as to why they were acting the way they were acting, which by the way, was not very nice. When asked, the entities said that it had always been done the way it was done. Now they were taught to behave in the manner of their environment from the ones that came before them, and so from then on there was a beacon of hope for a new beginning. At least they were talking up on the surface of Earth. The things came, and the first rays of sunlight broke through the clouds. The entities that previously dwelled below the surface were united with us humans, and we all celebrated the holidays that had been missing for years, and we all smiled. We were all one at last. Divisiveness and alienating behavior dripped off of these things.

10:41 As I later remembered this monumental case, I was baffled at how nice and polite everyone was to each other. I mean, the things weren't pleasant for many, many years, so it was very surprising. But somehow we forgave ah. It was a celebration, that was it. The music, the laughter, all the things that were restricted became beautiful again. In the end, we detectives became a symbol of light and a world that had once been consumed by darkness, very very very dark darkness. And as the entities the things came together with us to celebrate the holidays, they knew that the spirit of celebration would never be extinguished again.

11:32 Peace was so much easier than war. True, no matter what species you are or where you come from,