#24 Johnny: Bloody Water
Johnny felt a chill run down his spine. He hung up and sat down, trying to make sense of the shock of their fresh water supply turning blood red.
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A BLOODY MESS
Johnny woke up on Sunday morning to the sound of birds chirping outside his window. He stretched and yawned, feeling the warmth of the sun on his face. As he got out of bed, he felt a sense of global peace and contentment. Today was going to be a good day.
He walked to the kitchen to get a glass of water, still half-asleep. He turned on the tap and watched as the water flowed into the glass. But something was wrong. The water wasn’t clear. It was red. Johnny blinked, thinking he was still dreaming. He rubbed his eyes and looked again. The water was still red, like blood. He quickly lifted the glass to smell it - it had the stench of death.
Panic set in. Johnny dropped the glass, and it shattered on the floor spattering blood in every direction. He ran to the bathroom and turned on the sink. The same red liquid flowed out. He checked the shower, the toilet, every faucet in the penthouse. All the water had turned to blood.
He began to hear screams outside of his penthouse door. The confusion and chaos seem to be infectious.
Johnny’s mind raced. What could have caused this? Was it a prank? A chemical spill? It suddenly dawned on him, could this be the Hebrew God demonstrating yet another plague? He grabbed his phone and called Apollyon; He answered on the first ring.
“Apollyon, is your water… red?” Johnny asked, his voice trembling.
There was a pause on the other end. “Yes, Johnny. It’s happening all over the neighborhood, and possibly throughout the city. No one knows why. Meet me in my office in one hour.”
Johnny felt a chill run down his spine. He hung up and sat down, trying to make sense of it all. As he sat there, he remembered a story his father used to tell him about the plagues of Egypt. One of the plagues was the turning of water into blood. Could this be a sign? A warning?
Meanwhile, Johnny’s media news wall was lighting up with global news of fresh water supplies turning into blood. One news anchor said, “The plague of Egypt has returned!”
Johnny didn’t know what to believe. All he knew was that his world had changed overnight, and he had to find a solution, he knew Apollyon will demand an immediate answer. He took a deep breath and decided to go outside onto the terrasse, to see if the city was in a panic. Chaos broke out everywhere. He looked to the east at the Jordan River, it was all blood red. The stench of death was in the air. Fear filled Johnny’s heart and mind.
Johnny arrived at Apollyon’s office.
Apollyon, the Servant Destroyer, seethed with rage as he surveyed the global news & condition of the earth. The Hebrew God’s plague had turned the waters to blood, a stark reminder of divine power and judgment. Apollyon’s fiery eyes blazed with fury as he clenched his fists. As Johnny watched, Apollyon’s dark wings suddenly appeared - unfurling in a display of wrath. The dark voice of Lucifaria echoed in the room.
“How dare the Hebrew God interfere with my dominion!” he roared, his voice echoing through the abyss. “This plague is a direct challenge to my authority, a mockery of my power,” Lucifaria said.
Apollyon paced back and forth, his mind racing with thoughts of vengeance. The mortals below were suffering, their cries of despair reaching his ears. But this was not his doing; it was the work of the Hebrew God, a force that Apollyon could not ignore, nor refute.
Like a voice coming from the belling of a dragon, Lucifaria roared, “I will not stand idly by while my realm is defiled,” he vowed. “I will unleash my own fury upon the earth, and the mortals will know the true meaning of terror. These pure bloodline Jews will pay!”
With a wave of his hand, Apollyon summoned his legions, dark and fearsome beings ready to carry out his will. “Go forth,” he commanded, “and spread chaos, hatred, and destruction upon all Jews. Let the world see that Apollyon, the great servant of Lucifaria, the Destroyer, will not be challenged!”
As Lucifaria’s minions filled the room, Apollyon & Johnny watched the AI monitors with grim satisfaction. The Hebrew God’s plague had ignited a fire within him, a burning desire to reclaim his dominion and assert his power. The battle between divine forces had begun, and Apollyon was determined to emerge victorious.
Apollyon, the Servant Destroyer, appearing larger than life before Johnny, his dark presence filling the room with an ominous aura. “Johnny,” he commanded, his voice echoing with authority, “the time has come for you to fulfill your destiny. You must prepare for the great battle in the Valley of Megiddo. Gather your strength and rally those who will stand with us. The forces of darkness and light will clash, and you will play a crucial role in this epic confrontation. Do not falter, for the fate of the world hangs in the balance. Go forth and make ready, for the hour of reckoning is at hand.”
Suddenly, a thunderous voice shouted out in the streets of Jerusalem for all to hear, “Just are you, Yeshua My Son, who is and who was, for you brought these judgments. For they have shed the blood of saints and prophets, and you have given them blood to drink. It is what they deserve! And I heard the altar saying, ‘Yes, Lord God the Almighty, true and just are your judgments!’”
Both Johnny and Apollyon collapse to the floor, overwhelmed by fear!
Coming up next: THE SCORCHED EARTH