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Yash Thakur

Thriller Others Children


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Yash Thakur

Thriller Others Children


Curse of Cities---(Ch-9)

Curse of Cities---(Ch-9)

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On the 10th of January, something surprising happened. Jason was having a good morning walking to the bus stop. He was few feet away from the stop and he could see the bus also coming. But something else caught his sight. He saw someone lying on the ground unconscious on the bus stop. He ran to that person.

“J…Julius!” he was shocked to see her lying like this on ground.

“Julius!” Malrus cried running to her.

Her jeans were tattered from the bottom and her hair was messed up. There was mud all over her face. There were also some cuts on her arms but there was no blood.

They took Julius to Jason’s home as his house was nearest to the bus stop. Most of all, she kept muttering RIN…RIN or something like this only.

They rested her on the sofa and set to work.

After two hours of aid, she became conscious. “Thank god!” Malrus gasped resting himself on the sofa.

“Why I am in Jason’s house?” Julius asked to try to sit up but she couldn’t.

“Because you were found-” Malrus started but Jason took up the story.

“And here we are.” Jason said ending the story.

There was complete silence for a couple of minutes, then Malrus broke in.

“You were chanting something RIN...RIN. What was that?” He asked.

“As I remember, it was MADRIN.” she said.


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