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Ryan Sean

Horror Tragedy Fantasy


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Ryan Sean

Horror Tragedy Fantasy


10 Days of Solemnity

10 Days of Solemnity

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It was a chilly morning in December. The winds  were messing around my pages. I was sitting in  veranda reading a novel when I saw Deep,  approaching from very distance, with his sister  Neelima on his back seat. He was a good friend  of mine whom I wasn’t expecting to see in this  month.


My house was situated just beside the road. It was the first in the colony. Everyone, 

who wants to enter in my colony, has to cross from my house first before entering into locality.


Deep was a very hardworking boy. He has been taking training for motor mechanic in Noida,  New Delhi for 3 years. He was a very busy  person. And usually he doesn’t shows much  interests in household works and doing. And I was surprised to see him in this month because he usually use to come back only during  holidays. To see him this much early in  December instead of July got caught in my  eyes.


He saw me while I was sitting in my spot at first floor. He nodded his head as he saw me coming  close to my house. I also nodded my head  indicating him to stop for a small chit-chat. I  stood up and walked downstairs to meet him  after a long time of no-see.


“How are you buddy?”, I asked.

“I am fine. You?”, he replied.


“Everything is fine here. You came very early  this year. Everything is okay?”, I asked.

“Hmm”, he sigh and continued, “My sister isn't good these days.”


“What happened?”, I looked at her.

She was sitting at the back seat of the motorcycle, Splendor, with his brother; she seemed fine.

“Don’t know. She says that she sees things.  Very disturbing things, dead rising from 

pyre, someone hiding below her bed and  whispering her name, hears voices 

under the staircase. Her head starts paining all  of a sudden and then she blackouts.

Yesterday, her fever was at 107°.”, he said.


“Hmm, So, which doctor are you seeing?”, I  asked.

“None. Just came back from a temple. Saint has  asked me to bring her back again next week for  some ritual.”, he answered.


“Are you mad? You also believe in these myths  of demons and black magic? Take my advice  and see a good neurologist.”, I said.


“Of course buddy, I will. Now, I'm getting late  for home. See you soon.”


He started his engine and rushed to his home  which was situated in mid of the colony not  much far from my house. I can see the stress and tension on his face while he was talking to  me. He was tired. Although, it was his family  matter. So I didn’t wanted to interfere or judge  either his or their family decisions. I moved  back to my floor with my work.


***


Three days later, around 9 pm, I was working on my  new book. After long time of stress and tiredness I was now able to work. But my head was kind of aching for no reason. From last three days, I have  been listening rumours about Neelima being  possessed by any demon entity. I was a science  stream student in my 12th class and we were use to  told that spirit and ghosts only exists in our minds  or Bollywood movies, with low ratings. But while I  was talking to Deep three days ago, I noticed a  calmness on Neelima's face. Like, she doesn’t cares  what we were talking about or she wasn’t that girl which we know. Her look in the eyes were alien. My brain wasn’t functioning with those thoughts so I decided to clear my head by being busy in my work.


I was about to sit on my chair when I heard people  shouting and running in the colony. From a calm  silence into an uplifting roar. The voices from people  were tremendous. I peeped out of the window to take a glimpse of the scene. Everyone were on high pace. And I was much terrified when I saw people running towards Deep's house.

From last 3 days I was worried about Deep and his family and I was wishing that Neelima might get well soon. But her health was becoming worse. Deep said that her fever rises automatically from normal to 107°. I thought she might have became very ill but something was wrong, very wrong and I had a feeling that something ominous was about to happen.


I started getting bad feeling, That it wasn't the same way I use to look scenarios. These vibes were different. Very different.One thing which made me think more was why everyone had a torch in their hands. It was around 9:30 pm and electricity was shining in every houses of the colony. But as I moved forward several steps,I discovered that every house in the colony had light except one- Deep's house.


I Rushed inside for torch and my family members  were in shock by my behaviour. Before my mom could ask anything I was out of my house with some people having torch in their hands. From a distance I can se so many people with flashing rays of torch in and out of the house. For my friend's family sake and safety, I also rushed towards his house without asking anyone that what the hell was wrong or what had happened. I was running with all my strengths and was trying to reach as soon as I can. As I was getting close, I heard a voice, a voice that creeped hell out of me. It was Deep's mother's voice in mourn. She was crying. I can hear the  creepy mourn crying from distance. The whole  locality was poured in the silence of winter with  foggy weather. But the keen piercing mourn notes of Deep's mom was giving me chills more than the  winter.


I reached in front of his house which was filled with  darkness having torch flashes by the insiders. I  heard someone saying that there house had a short  circuit and soon after the fuse blast, people heard the crying voice of Deep's Mother and then everyone 

rushed here to see what the matter was. The house was filled with darkness and I was getting ready to put my feet inside that house. As I moved forward I  came across Deep's mother who has been crying  since very beginning. Neelima must have suffered 

some serious issues because her mother was continuously crying and was screaming her name-Neelima.


I moved into the house full of darkness with 2  people who were with me from the very beginning of my rush out from home. Everyone was moving  upstairs. I had a bad feeling of the dead. From last  three days I have been listening rumours about that 

girl's health and now I was about to witness her  dead body. People gathering and mother crying  clearly indicates that someone has died. I moved  upstairs to look Neelima's dead body. But the things Weren't that much straight forward as I thought. 


People were stopping me and saying, “Do not go there.” But in India, people do that things which they are told not to do. I moves into the room filled with darkness and ominous vibes. As I entered, I began to search the body and I wasn’t able to locate 

it. As I moved 2 steps forward, two feet flashed right in front of my nose.


In the chilly cold month of December. I was sweating with tremendous fear and terror. Because the dead which I was searching and trying to locate on the floor, wasn’t on the floor. It was in the air.


I moved my flashlight to upwards and saw the dead body hanging in the mid of the room about 4 feet from ground. I was shivering, not with the cold but with the terrific scene I was witnessing. As my flashlight moved to her face, I was drawn back 4 steps automatically with terror and creepiness.


The kohl which makes a girl beautiful, being dead it looks like demon’s eye. Her black pupil with red nerves in it looked very horrifying. Her face was yellowish and 

her tough was twisted out of her mouth. I didn’t stand a chance in that room and immediately I came out of the house. Her creepy looking face was revolving inside my head on a loop. And her mother’s cry was making me more difficult to stop thinking about what I had just witnessed. When I saw my mother coming 

from a distance I moved to her and stopped her, 

“Not to go inside.”


“When she died?”, my mother asked me in low voice.

“Don’t know. Just saw her body hanging in her room. Please, do not go there.”, I said to her.

“Hanging?”, my mother asked in a surprise, “Why? 

And how? She was ill and wasn’t able to stand, doctor said that it will take a whole week to recover.How is it possible? I was there yesterday when this scenario happen.”


“I don’t know, mother. I just, don’t know. What is going on.”, I said because really, I wasn’t knowing what was going on.


“Go home. I am coming in a minute.”, she asked me to go back home so I did.


If you want to know any deep secretes related to any subject, just ask to ladies. They has all the information related to any topic. And my mother was one of those ladies. Everyone was thinking that she might had died due to illness but no one had ever guessed that something thing will happen. I had a feeling that it wasn’t as simple as it looks. It was complicated and mysterious. Something ominous was about to hit our locality.


To be continued...


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