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The Sword of Words

 On dark full thunder midnight, a woman stares at the monitor with full of doubt. She exhales and inhales her breath repeatedly. Her hair is already untidy since she scrambled it frequently. She also fixes the glasses up a hundred times while her fingers are still stuck on the keyboard. Her ring finger on the right hand is already stuck on the enter key, the key that will make her article be published. It has been twenty minutes since she is doing the same position as now. 

“Oh, God, please give me a conviction to do this. I’m doing the right thing. The truth needs to be uncovered, right?” says her. 


An article with the title “There are impostors in our government” is displayed on her pc monitor. After doing a quick consultation with God, her ring finger finally clicks the enter button. That in-depth article is already published. “Hah, finally,” sighs her.


She already knows what variety of consequences will face her in the following few hours. 


Three hours later, when she just woke up from her short sleep, she checks her mobile phone, there are many messages from others. A smirk comes from her face, and a little laugh comes from her mouth. Now, she faces the kind of situation that is similar to her expectation. Actually, inside her heart, there is fear. Nevertheless, she won’t let other people know about it. 


As an editor in chief, she knows precisely the only person she must deal with is her general manager.


DING DONG


It’s only 04:00 AM, but the bell already rang, and she needs to open the door to deal with her first guest. While she opens the door, a woman in her late 40s and wears pajamas with short black hair enters the living room. 


“Yoluta, I’ve told you. Don’t be ridiculous. We need more time to publish the article. You know that now you are in danger. Even though we live in a democratic country, it's only a mirage. You know this country has a law that can counter you back due to telling the true story. I’m so…” says the old woman frantically. 


“Miss Helena, you don’t need to worry. I’ve already known all of my consequences. I’m sorry to publish the article as soon as I finish it. I can’t wait anymore. The truth needs to be uncovered as quickly as possible. Now, please relax and take a deep breath. I’ll be okay,” says Yoluta while calming Miss Helena. 


After Miss Helena’s condition gets better, both of them start to make a plan. First, they installed a VPN into their devices because they know that their access to the outside world will be limited after the article becomes a trending topic, primarily on social media. When people's activity usually starts at 06:00 AM, most adults will read the articles. So, they still have 1.5 hours to prepare before the worst scenario happens. 


Yoluta starts transferring other essential information and proof of the impostors to her anonymous friends. Just in case if her pc and other devices are to be checked by the government’s right hand. So, before that happens, she chooses to make it safe. After successfully transferring the proof, she reset her pc into factory mode. It’s the safest way that she knows. 


As a journalist, she should have press freedom. However, other journalists who want to uncover the truth are already imprisoned. It sounds terrifying, right? Unfortunately, it’s a fact. 


After doing some backup data activity, she and Miss Helena decide to do the exercise as usual. Suddenly at 07:00 AM, the not surprise guest comes to the house. The investigators are in disguise as packagers. 


“Good morning, Miss., is it Yoluta’s house?” asks the first man. 


“Yeah. It’s me. What is your business?”  Yoluta replies


“Here is a package from your admirer, I guess. Because the sender won’t mention their name,” replies the second man. 


“Oh? I did not know that there is a person who admires me! What a wonderful thing. Okay, let me save this package,” Yoluta walks away from the packagers. A few seconds later, after she takes five steps. The men grab her wrist and show her the letter of the arrest. 


“Yoluta Mckenzie. You are going to be investigated due to the spread hoax of the ministers,” explains the first man. 


Without any fear and any doubtfulness, she follows the instruction of the investigators.  On the other hand, she already knows it will happen, and before she leaves, she winks at Helena, who, from the beginning, is hiding in the back of the door. And the game is ready to start. 


Precise at 09:00 AM, the hashtag #WhoAreTheImpostors and #TheRealClownisGov became trending topics on Twetirr and other social media Nistagram, Pacebuk, and Tikitiki. That is the power of Yoluta’s articles. Since she is a trusted journalist with many followers, her publisher is considered a big media news. So, it’s not a hard thing to make an article become a hot topic. Moreover, if netizens know that Yoluta is now being investigated, it will make a double trending topic. It is already the plan. 


While Yoluta is in the police office, Helena does another thing. She tries to make a short article that tells the chronology of the arrest of Yoluta Mckenzie. She takes a photo of the package inside of it. There is a threat letter from the people in Yoluta’s article. Even in the article, there is no exact name, but the clue is too powerful towards those ministers in the government. 


In the police office, Yoluta is being asked with a dozen questions. Like her expectation, her phone and pc are being investigated too. 


“Why are you trying to help the corruptor of our country? Do you still have a conscience and common sense? I’m so sick of it. I have been making that article for three months, and the full information inside it is true. I can guarantee that,” explains Yoluta, and the rest of the investigators cannot answer her question. Moreover, they are afraid to look at her eyes. 


Time shows it’s already 01:00 PM, and social media is still discussing the topic. Helena finished with her short article about Yoluta, and with the beginning of the same doubtfulness as Yoluta, she was afraid that their plans were not going well. After ten minutes of dealing with her fear, she finally shares it down on Yoluta’s social media account. Yes, one of the plans is using Yoluta social media to gain more attention from the netizens. Click, Helena shares it. 


In line with the share of the chronology, the anonymous, the friends of the Yoluta, also doing their job. They hack the minister’s official websites and clearly state the names of the impostors. The next part is the mass emailing to other news media to share the same information in real-time. All the proofs that have not been published by Yoluta are already transferred with those news media. 


In less than two hours, the plan is going to be like an expectation. The news media shares the same information and proofs at the same time. The chronology of Yoluta’s arrest also becomes a hot issue. With all the shreds of evidence, there is no way for the impostors to run away from the country. 


Fortunately, there is still the part of the government who take the right side. The commission of corruption, an independent firm with extraordinary power to the country, is one of the firms that helps expose this corrupt crime practice. 


At 03:30 PM, Yoluta is free, and on the way she goes out from the police office, she meets with those impostors, and she smiles at them while saying, “enjoy your moments.”


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