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Tuesday, January 22, 2008

The fright-night

Four days back, I was on the way to a far off place from the city. I had to leave at 11:00 PM in the night because of some unforeseen circumstances. But I love to drive at this time. The cool breeze blows onto you face when you drive, the lucid sky overlooks your car, the clear moon dimly lit the road ahead of me and ofcourse the trees alongside the road danced in their wilderness.

And all of a sudden clouds emerged from nowhere and the calm and the serenity is robbed by the ‘rat-a-tat-a-tat’ of the rain drops. In a few minutes the rain gathered momentum and converted into a torrential downpour.

This is a country road and so there aren’t many vehicles plying on it. Except for the beam of the headlights, I can’t even see a source of light in the visible horizon, coupled with the rain which reduced the visibility to zero.

Just then I saw a car overtaking me from my left. I could distinctly see a woman inside that car struggling. Smelling a rat, I followed that car for some distance before I lost it. When I started to wonder where I’ve lost them, I saw two red lights glowing like ambers in the dark at some distance. I pulled over and opened my door, slowly approached the car, which seemed to have hit a tree.

With a crow bar in my hand, I was ready for the situation. Suddenly a woman started running from behind the car and a huge man emerged from her behind.

‘Hey’ I called out and both of them looked back. Losing no time, I threw the crowbar at the big guy. He bent down apprehensive of my action, evading the tool, but the girl lost no time in catching hold of the crowbar.

The next minute the man was dead, lying down in a pool of blood.

‘Thanks for saving my life’, she told me, giving me back the crowbar ‘This guy picked me up from the city and tried to molest me on the way, as my actions proved futile, he tied me up and was driving away from the city. God knows what would have happened to me, particularly after these series of incidents when guys are picking girls and molesting them, raping them’

She was very beautiful with silver streaks on her gold toned hair. Her hair locks mesmerized me. ‘Nah, that was my pleasure’, and I walked towards the body and turned him. ‘Man, he’s Nathuram, I said, the murderer who’s killed 6 victims’

‘Let’s leave this place’ she said, ’Clean up all the evidence and don’t forget to pick the crowbar’.

I looked at her in dismayed astonishment, when she cleared her belongings from the big guy’s car. Just as I was about to pick my crowbar, I noticed a deep cut on his neck. I grew a bit suspicious.

‘What’s that’ I asked her pointing to the cut, and she replied that she was trying to free herself when he was hurt in the squabble.

Both of us started to walk towards my car, and she opened the rear door saying that she needs to sleep for some time. I started my car and after moving for some distance I could see in the rear view mirror, the girl getting up and holding a piece of string in her hand.

Even before I could turn back, she came close enough to me, from the behind and pulled the string over my neck and started to strangle me. I was almost gasping for breath, when I passed another car, and it started to follow me.

‘Press on the gas, dear, I will ensure its smooth’ she came close to my ears and whispered and suddenly pulled the string hard. I couldn’t do anything but to press on the accelerator.

Now, everything ran before my eyes, I could see her strangulating Nathuram, and I could see myself following their car.

‘What an idiot, I am’ I scolded myself for falling into her trap, and very soon I was gasping to breathe and the world turning dizzy in front of me, and I couldn’t hold the steering wheel for long.

‘Man, this is my last minute …....’

The next day I woke up with a jerk.

‘Phew,’ I thought.

And I walked into the garage and opened the boot of the car.

‘There you go… a new addition to my collection’, I said, running my fingers through the golden coloured locks and pulling out the body!!!!!

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