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Sylvia Eaton

Horror Drama


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Sylvia Eaton

Horror Drama


That Fateful Night

That Fateful Night

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It was a stormy night. The rain was lashing heavily against my car's windshield. Many trees had been uprooted; electric poles and loose cable wires lay on the road. There were mudslides and almost everything imaginable under the sky seemed to flow on the road. It had become waterlogged making it almost impossible for me to drive.


I cursed everyone from the local contractor to the prime minister, and especially my boss for making me rush back from Goa, where I had gone to attend a friend's wedding. I am good at blaming others for the mess I generally find myself in. This night was the grandest mess; I had ever found myself in. I was stranded at a lonely stretch of road between Goa to Mumbai, freeway. The much-publicized freeway, unfortunately for me was indeed free of any mark of civilization.


I knew I was a strong, independent, modern woman but tell that to my over-imaginative mind.

I find myself becoming serious about the night. I heard a voice, whispering from behind,'' FOLLOW ME INTO THE DARK !''l laughed like a maniac trying to overlook what I heard. This time I could hear the voice of that person clearly say,'' FOLLOW ME INTO THE DARK .''


Is it a dream or is it a reality ?

My blood had turned cold, my legs had become numb and sweat beads were rolling down from my forehead to my chest. A sudden pain ran up my spine. The words kept on repeating like a hymn that has no ending.

'' FOLLOW ME INTO THE DARK !"


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