Bomb in the city (Part- 1, incomplete)

 The world was peaceful. Wars happened among nation states here and there, people protested, people went to work packed in trains like sardines, oil was shipped past the straight of Hormuz without interruption.

At the junctions of every roads in Dublin, were televisions desplaying ads. The same could be said about Manhattan, and New Delhi, and Moscow, Keiv, Paris.. At every houses, were rectangles that beamed news from the remote corners of Congo. Today however, a man with a clown mask and a cowboy hat flickered to life, in every device. 

"Good evening ladies and gentlemen"

The business suited men in Sweden were too busy looking at their twitter feed, looking at what the president of United States had to tweet, or maybe some random memes of cats, to even bother looking at what the traffic television had to display. But a few attentive guys gazed at the ridiculous man, and at the swedish subtitles. Again, same can be said about the USA, and of France, and of Maldives.

"Pleasant day innit?"

A few more were hooked at this unusual advertisement. 

At this point, even youtube videos buffered, and displayed the ridiculous clown mask, with subtitles.

"I am Jimmy Jimmyscript JimmyJam. I come in peace, to leave some men in pieces"

At this point, some bored teens had whipped out their phones to record this event. Maybe hoping to upload it, so atleast the mundane day becomes eventful.

But oh boy, did they not guess, how "eventful" this day, or this minute would become.

"And maybe leave some towns in pieces, ehh.. depending on my mood."

...

"Let's play a game"

"the game is, bomb in the city"

"You folks may have played it in parties. But now, it is all the big cities, and 10 cities have the 'bomb'. Losers die!!, winners get something.. special"

Some people were certainly stimulated. A small game.. heh, maybe organized by a fun rich prankster, with government authorization, and major social media support.

"So, you have one minute. The bombs explode after one minute of music, till then, shuffle cities. WISH YOU LUCK!!"

Now, this would be viral, thought Mohan, as he kickstarted his motorcycle once the traffic lights turned green, heading to his typical college in bangalore, thinking about excuses to give his professors for bunking the morning lectures.

In the half sleepy CIA office, it was a small amusing confusion, and concern about the hacking.

4... 3... 2... 1

A flash blinded people in a peaceful Lisbon, 

from the ISS, one could see bright spots appear on the dark side of the Earth.

Our friend Mohan and the others in the traffic were organic one moment, ash statues the next.

Nuuk, Dallas, Lisbon, Bangalore, Shanghai, Toulouse (france), San Diego, Curitiba (Brazil), Concepción (Chile), St. Petersburg.

All were reduced to ashes.

"If you are still seeing this, you survived! Congratulations!!"

"Well, this was a trial game. We won't be playing this again. BUT, WE WILL PLAY SOMETHING MORE THRILLING THAN THIS BORING GAME. I'LL BE BACK AFTER AN HOUR!!!"

And the screen switched to a laughing clown poster and then back to normal.

The strange event was circulated around in social media. But in less than a few minute, the seemingly harmless joke, was revealed to the world as a horror.

"Breaking news, this just in, a nuclear blast was reported in Toulouse.."

"Tú fā xīnwén, zuìxīn xiāoxī, shànghǎi fāshēng hé bàozhà."

and most of the americas were sleeping.

The world erupted in chaos. News blared loud, the mainland Eurasia got alert, and the internal security forces of the USA mobilized fast.

It was a shock to the world. 

And the world deduced that the culprit was the clown, and his broadcast.

As the chaos propogated for an hour, and as nations were getting ready to throw spicy diplomatic statements..

The broadcast started. The world watched the clown dance for three minutes in the broadcast that interrupted all news channels in TVs and streaming platforms.

The youtube debugging team were ready to power down the servers, but were stopped by their manager, as he watched the stream in horror.

The clown danced to Tyla, and once the three minutes were exactly up,

"Ok PEOPLE!! my BEAUTIFUL people. Now is the time for the next fun game."

After hearing the news of the fall of Toulouse, tears welled up in old Toney, as he tried dialing his daughter, over and over..

"But first, my amazing dance was a gift to all the WINNERS!!. The LOSERS are dead!! Laugh at them. HAHAHAHA"

A cringe laughing track was played.

"CONGRATULATIONS WINNERS!! YOU ALL ARE AMAZING, UNLIKE THE DOO DOO BRAIN LOSERS IN SAN-fucking-TIAGO, BANGALO-SHIT-ORE" 

"Ahem. Be serious, jimmy. Yes, I'm Jimmy Jimmyscript Jimmyjam, the serious clown"

His tone shifted to a deep voice.

"Now, we will play.. BOMB THE BRITAIN!!"

"Rules are damn simple. Each nation have to launch a nuke to the british isles. Not doing so will result in the disobeying nation to lose it's second most populated city".

"Don't have a nuke?? worry not. We got you. You can REQUEST a buddy with the nuke to launch one in your behalf, and broadcast your name. Our ground team will work hard to make the experience FAIR AND SQUARE"

"You have thirty minutes"

"Smell ya later"

To be continued...