124 Concer (1/2)
The fans roared when Lilika Yuri appeared on the stage. When she sang the first verse of the opening song, the crowd cheered, hypnotized by her charm. Few people fainted when she winked in a certain direction or pointed her fingers shaped as hearts.
”To the people who control us from behind the scenes, separating us from loving each other freely. What can we do but rebel?” She danced nimbly like a fairy.
The crowd chanted, ”Rebel, we should rebel” with their lightsticks that stuck with the rhythm. I followed the flow and yelled with them, recalling all my memories alongside it.
To me who had my actions supervised by Alex standing beside me or Luke who created this situation in the first place with the necklace. Even Jules who brought me these concert tickets didn't seem surprised of the existence of a rebel headquarters under FiveBlack's modest cabin. How much of my life was controlled like an ignorant puppet as the fiancée of Luke?
Lilika Yuri wasn't just a pop star. She was the hope of dreams where a district would finally be freed from the influences of the powerful first district. When I got back to the first district, I planned to ask Shelly and Ellen more questions. There was no way everyone in the first district had the same beliefs as Jules, Alex and Luke.
After a series of songs that spun around ideas of rebelling, the names of her main producers filled the screens. FiveBlack and the person beside him was MysteriJ, the owner of the phone we stole. They came out to reveal themselves to the public like they were never planning to keep it a secret.
”Thank you for supporting Lilika Yuri and making this concert possible. Lilika Yuri is not only the outlet of our creative souls, but like our own child at this point.” FiveBlack passed the microphone to MysteriJ.
”The Lilika Yuri project shows how many people in the second district can be united as one. We believe this massive force can push the other side to the limits where we can stand up for what we believe.” MysteriJ started his speech.
MysteriJ was interrupted by the screens high up near the roof that crashed down onto the floor. The roof started to rumble as long poles that made up the infrastructure started to fall down. The speakers fizzled, displaying crackling blue bits of electricity waiting to blow up the stage. Meanwhile the entire venue shuddered like an upcoming earthquake waiting to split the land into two.
The crowd who were enthusiastic in showing their support, started to scream and trample on top of one another to escape the venue. Everyone was busy fending for their own lives that they couldn't notice the whole thing was an illusion.
”Another failure,” Fiveblack tried to console MysteriJ by rubbing his back.
”How did they know again?” MysteriJ gritted his teeth in frustration.