STORYMIRROR

Velaga Bhuvanesh

Horror Thriller

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Velaga Bhuvanesh

Horror Thriller

The Crooked Man: Chapter 1

The Crooked Man: Chapter 1

6 mins
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He had come late midnight from the library studying for his semester two exams, thinking about the crooked man all the way to his home. The sun was about rising cutting through the fog, his doorbell rang in the early morning after the hard work of the paper boy's finger Brain'O opened the door with a horrible wake-up face, he asked anxiously "any exciting news ?" "This might enlighten your face" the paperboy passed the newspaper while a smile with a talk "has a nice beautiful day" he moved towards the next resident to pass on the newspapers while humming his old songs. Brain'O had taken the newspaper, turning and taking a look with his anxious eyes. He found the section on the third page where it was written about the opening of a private museum opening today at noon, he had decided to read it with the breakfast in his hands as he found that title interesting and not spoil the eagerness to read the section in the wake-up face. He saw at the clock hanging at the head of the t.v it was only 6 am and the college should open by 9 am, so, he decided to take a look around his neighborhood. He wore his jacket laying down on the couch, he saw the dark sky being ready for a downpour, no sun from three days he saw as he opened his door. He was just wondering around the street where he decided to pass by the new private museum, he turned toward the right entering the main road seeing a huge white building with a large number of pillars and banners hung at the top saying "welcome for today's opening" as he turned his head from the museum he found himself alone on the main road, his neighborhood destroyed museum's roof was destroyed, all pitch black the sky, raining ashes, the buildings, the houses all abounded like in apocalypse. He found a crooked man at the end of the road this time he was huge and was creepy he started running towards him with his long claws, screaming, breaking his bones. He tried to run straight to his house but suddenly he felt someone pushed him aside and he was feeling normal then back to present, he found Jazzy holding his hand on the footpath, Jazzy yelled at him "you were running straight towards the car, do you want yourself killed !?" he was in great tense sweating from his body, his t-shirt was completely wet "the-thanks Jaz" she nodded his head in acceptance. She asked Brain'O "do you mind if I come to your residence? We both together can go to college" "of course you can and I have to change this t-shirt" replied by taking a look at his wet t-shirt. They both entered his neighborhood while talking with each other about how they are and how they want to be "you are so good at studying" "others think that" he said keeping his fist inside the pocket of the jacket while looking at the road "cleverly answered huh? by the way can we go to the new museum..." "um...yes I am in, it's half-day today though perfect time" she exclaimed "exactly". They both ran into his house as it started raining suddenly, after they both entered the house Brain'O requested her "sit on the couch I will be with you in a moment". 


In college, Brain'O had asked the professor to go to the washroom in the middle of the class. When he was about to open the door for the entrance of washroom he saw the same sculpture broken in front of the window at the end of the corridor, now he knew that the crooked man should be around, so, he did not want to waste his time and went inside, as he opened the lid of the toilet seat he found his cut head floating inside the toilet seat, the eyes were completely white, the skin had become pale and the water looking blood red. He was afraid the whole in college after seeing his...The college was over Brain'O was leaving just then Jazzy stopped him and asked "can we go to the museum now ?" he answered hesitantly "no-no I don't wanna go now um...don't-don't worry about me you go with your friends o-okay ?" She replied with sorrow "hmm..ok" he went home thinking about only one thing the sculpture.


Jazzy was a beautiful girl who was the only person who talks with Brain'O she had beautiful blue colored pearls glowing on hir face, having a black-colored ponytail, a lean girl who loves to wear skinny pants with checked shirts.


When Brain'O reached his residence he relaxed for some hours, it was still dark clouds surrounding the Phininson. When the clock's needle had touched four he suddenly woke up from his couch and rubbed his eyes for a bit. He went to his bathroom basin stared at himself in the mirror for a long time, rotated the tap but still seeing himself in it. He slashed the water on his face and moved towards the refrigerator for taking lemonade, kept C.D listening to the old songs at the same time sipping the lemonade. He was in a deep sleep wake up physically but mentally in sleep, someone rang the door and finally, Brain'O had out of the quietness "coming !" when he opened the door he found Mr. Dason "oh...come in Mr. Dason" he entered his house with a sarcastic smile, he saw the lemonade on the table "drinking lemonade huh ?" "yeah...just.do you like a glass?" "of course...ah" replied while sitting on the couch, Brain'O went into the kitchen for bringing the glass by turning off the C.D Mr.Dason was still talking with him "did you notice this?" "what ?" asked anxiously "black clouds surrounding Phininson from days...." "of course, it's giving Halloween vibes in early march" while he was serving Mr. Dason "do you mind any ice cubes in your lemonade ?" "Okay if you are insisting" when he is about to get up to bring some ice cubes Mr. Dason vomited on the table "are you ok Mr. Dason ?" Mr. Dason stood up cracking his bones transforming into a crooked man but this time Brain'O took a lemonade bottle made up of glass which was on the table and smashed the bottle on Mr. Dason's head. When he stopped moving he grabbed him and dumped him into a garbage bag. He opened the door pulled the garbage bag and threw it in front of the museum at night when all were asleep. When he returned he saw the newspaper on the table that he wanted to read this morning, turned the page to that section sat on the couch, and reading the section while drinking the lemonade left in his glass.


𝙁𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙋𝙧𝙞𝙫𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙈𝙪𝙨𝙞𝙪𝙢 𝙄𝙣 𝙋𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙤𝙣.


𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚕 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝙿𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚒𝚗 𝙿𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚗 . 𝙸𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚘𝚗.


𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 !


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