The Unknown Guest

He heard those footsteps from somewhere behind. "Dude it is an overdose of the cough syrup you had taken after the dinner. Go to bed everything will be normal", replied Rajesh.

  He couldn't convince himself. He had witnessed the touch of their unknown guest. He had heard her scream and cry. That very morning, the maid had asked him, "Who was that gal you were hanging around with last night ?". He had moved on assuming that she is sinister.

   He staggered towards the terrace as it was his habit to stare at the stars when he was upset.

What was in store left him paralyzed with fear. There was this silhouette of a girl walking around the perimeter of the terrace. He fled down to alert his friends.

   There were four of them who had moved into this house which was at the foot of the hills in a deserted path. The night was extremely cold and he shivered as he went to knock at the door.

   His adrenaline gushed in and his face lost colour. He could hear clatter of the crockeries and unusual bugle from inside.

   He could sense someone manoeuvre his back. The fingers were soft and he heard deep breaths from behind. He turned around to have a look. . . .

  Drops of blood trickled down his head. . The sins of his past redeemed its justice. She was happy as her soul could finally rest in peace. His friends and his family mourned his loss.