It Depends On You

We were three buddies, who came to a small village. But there was no space for living or making a house. Nobody gave us a small room. We felt that coming here was the wrong decision. We sat under an old tree.

In that tree, there were written a lot of digits 1,3,4,3. The first three digits were scratched. I was thinking about why the last wasn't scratched?

I was sweating and breathing gradually. There was nobody. Only three persons were us. We blamed each other. Suddenly an old man came to us and smiled. He was different from other villagers. We eagerly talked with him. He had told us that were you searching for a house before we asked the man. All of us said together "yes".

My friend asked him," How do you recognize that?"When he looked at my friend he was rubbing his eyes. He said that at the side of the river there was a small house that was not suitable for living. "You can stay here," said with a soft voice. We thanked him and were going to that house. The old man smiled and said again"You can stay here or not. It depends on you."We hadn't any option to said no. We were going suddenly I heard a sound like scratching. That man was scratching on the tree. He scratched the last digit "3".

We came to that house there was no light. We slept on the broken bed. The next morning I woke up early and went to the market. When I came back home one of my friends was missing. And the second friend didn't say anything. Just said a single sentence "It depends on you".I searched for him for the whole village. Suddenly the old man came to me and said, "I can help you".I didn't understand how he knew that. He explaine

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d to me the full story of missing my friend. I believed him but that was a great mistake!."Don't do that" why I wrote this sentence, you would understand later.

He explained that the last night he wanted to tell me something. One of my friends was VAMPIRE. I was shocked.

I didn't understand anything and feeling dizzy. How do you know" asked him."He had a special tattoo on his hand".He said confidently, "If you want to live, you will kill him. Kill him".The old man was groaning and rubbing his eyes rapidly.

I was walking to go to the house and planning how to kill him. Yes, he had a tattoo on his hand. Continuously hit his head with broken wood and shouting. he was injured and bleeding. He said, "That old man was the real vampire. He couldn't kill me for this tattoo. When vampires look at this tattoo they rubbing their eyes. I forgot to tell you. He threatened me last night to say nothing."

I wrote the whole experiment in a diary. This story will end one day or never. It depends on you.

The young boy is shouting mom, mom!!!

We have to leave this house. His mom doesn't say anything because her husband was missing. The boy said that the old man responsible for this. He shows his mom 50 years ago diary.

They have to leave this house. They packed everything that moment the old man comes.

The mom and son are afraid. The old man says, "Your father is alive, he is found near a jungle".

We follow the old man and there is nothing without a skeleton. Now, I understand why he told, "Don't do that".We are all the prey of this old man...