Till I say...

Crime sites never made such an awful impression as they do… Today. Still impressive, I like it.

I am alive is the main thing I should be perturbed of. Specially because of this exceptionally rotten smell of a corpse coming from nowhere but increasing minute by minute. or rather second by second.

As the clock ticks by, my body starts to betray me. ̶I̶t ̶a̶l̶w̶a̶y̶s ̶d̶o̶e̶s ̶i̶n ̶a ̶m̶o̶m̶e̶n̶t ̶l̶i̶k̶e ̶t̶h̶i̶s. The Apartment seems to be completely burnt, but the dead bodies found were suspiciously wounded. Which simply means, Murder. Too obvious to be left unraveled.

'Hey, little friend! I see you. and I want you to know that I am here... to haunt you.' *evil laughter of a combined voice of a male and a female* But There was No one in my sight.

'You have made a mistake, you shouldn't be here. you know! ' *A girly voice whispers onto me as close as my next breath* It lingers in for a moment before it starts circling me and to my surprise it was still just the thin air which I could feel.

The first question which arises to my mind, Now! is..

Why am I standing in here yet? In the same posItion? Not a movement seems to be possible?

The doors shut in with an exceptionally loud thud noise. And not once but repeatedly where fog already surrounded me taking away my vision completely.

My another question or more… A realization. I can't speak.

My voice? It's long gone before I even knew.

'haha oh my dear! Can't even shout for help? Well... good for me. I like... Both Hunting and Haunting. So be prepared, little angelic human.' Her voice was insanely intolerable. A hot trickle slid down my ear -- thick, metallic...but not water. Never Water.

My eyelids twitch but it lay no effect on my sight. My head feels like it would explode any moment. The voices and the noise seem to be inversely proportional to my body temperature. Even the room temperature. It keeps on rising up to a level where I can literally freeze. Although Mechanically I have....

Oh God!

How should I escape? I can't breathe. ...

Feels like my throat is being held too tightly and out of nowhere my body initiates to rise and somehow this time my hands tried to free my throat but of no use.

. ....

One... last... thing before I black out. …...

This... isn't over! Till I say..

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India is a country where in the name of Government detectives, there's only a group called CID.

Well.. the case of private ones are completely different but that one thing in common is.. They are neither counted nor managed. However, here I am A Detective.

The Crime site seems to be normal with no evidences at all! That is what extremely bored me. I must have left but my colleague is in there, and it's my courtesy to wait for her.

But it has been a long time. She isn't back yet, what is she possibly doing in this boring place? Playing 'ghar ghar'?

Well jokes aside, I must have go check on her.

'Hey, dude! Remember me?? it's Aarav Khanna. '

A man with a well-maintained body and good looks approached me with a warm yet charming smile. Wait this is....

Aarav?

'Our Aarav?? '

'Yes, Man! How could you forget me? '

'Ah! Look at yourself in the mirror, boy! You are the one who forgot all of us. '

'Absolutely Incorrect! If I hadn't remembered you then how would I have recognized you? '

'Oh my goodness! Great of you! '

And we let out a sarcastic laughter which automatically sneaks out.

'So, Man.. For what purpose do you wander here near an abandon house? '

'By God's grace, I am a Successful Detective now! And this is my new case, but it has kinda bored me though. '

'Perfect!! Congratulations!! Come on let's have lunch together then.'

'Well…. I am waiting for someone… '

' Who?? Wait… Are you not single? '

.......

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Author's pov.

A wicked smile is seen held on a soft and juicy lips of a woman who had her screen open right in front of her and several footages in it with a photograph in her hand. Her attire was simple yet elegant and bossy. The photograph in her hand was not something she burnt, not even something she tore but even more insane....

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Author's pov.

Two cars of Ferrari, one red sleek in color and one in fluorescent green ran through the streets of Kolkata but both in opposite direction but facing each other in the mid-afternoon.

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Hey guys! I am Lily Everstone, Nice to meet you. I am a beginner in here. I bet you wouldn't be disappointed after you be a part of this journey.

Thank you!

LYE.

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