Chapter 240 - Mr. Emu (2/2)
At last, Mr. Emu spotted an old warehouse with broken lower windows. It'd be a tight fit and certainly be cold, but they'd not be out in the elements. Hurriedly, he peeked inside and found the roof was intact. Smiling despite the bitter chill, he turned back from whence he came.
He'd not gone far when he heard shouts and screams. Mr. Emu flinched and clenched the pocketknife in his pocket that much tighter. Creeping forward against the wall, he saw flashes of light, before a great green light that came with a roar like of wind. Feeling rather uneasy, he stopped and did not move. He had a feeling that he should not keep moving forward, but this was the only one-way street that led back to his family.
While Mr. Emu debated within himself the shrill piggy voice of Alecto Carrow voice is heard saying, ”Dark Lord, shall we carry away the corpses for the night or shall we seek more of these filthy muggles?”
Mr. Emu couldn't quite understand all the words as he only caught the words, ”Dark. Corpse. Night.”
The icy voice of Voldemort says, ”This will be more than enough, Carrow. But first have your brother take care of the rat that is watching us.”
”Yes, Dark Lord,” wheezed excitedly, Amycus Carrow. The doughy faced Death Eater eagerly merged from the shadows holding a wand in hand.
Mr. Emu held up his hands in peace and in broken English said, ”Sorry. Sorry. No see nothing.”
Mr. Emu doesn't even react when the man says, ”Avada Kedavra!”
In slow motion, Mr. Emu sees a burst of green light filled the air as something heavy is ripped from him with a great roar in his ears. Suddenly he feels so very cold as he feels himself growing lighter as his body falls backward onto the cold pavement. It doesn't hurt at all, but all he can think of his family as everything fades away into nothingness.
”Wrap the corpse up well,” Voldemort ordered as he stepped out into the alley. ”They mustn't be touched by light! Or else the ritual will fail, and it will be taken out on both of your hides!”
”Yes, Dark Lord,” the Carrow brother and sister said as they levitated the corpse of Mr. Emu to the three-muggle corpse they'd acquired during the night. All four corpses were placed in a large cloth bag before the three wizards apparated away.
The next morning the entire city was abuzz with horror. The frozen corpses of four had been found in a park. A mother and her three children. They'd no doubt had fallen fast asleep and with the cold temperatures and snow, they'd passed away in the night from the cold. The activists were outraged including the general populace.
Sure, the squatter's issue was terrible, but it was still the middle of winter. Surely, they could have been shown some small mercy! And as such, the death of this small Bangladesh family was the spark that began to change in the country. And what would come of it only time would tell.