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Photo by Quinn Buffing on Unsplash  Keerthi eventually posted her article about the Mumbai familicide. She was dizzy and her eyelids started dripping. After clicking the publish button on the interface, she desperately wanted to close her laptop and doze off. But it was then, she noticed something strange on her screen. It was Instagram with a red dot on top of it. She clicked to open it. There was a message from someone called Javier.       ‘She’s coming.’      ‘7 nights and 6 days,' was the message from that person. She was too tired to think about that message. She just closed the lid of the laptop and dozed off to sleep.  The next morning,      The clock was running past eight and she was still sailing deep in sleep. It was then, her mobile started ringing so loud as it used to ring all the time. After a few rings, she realised it and woke up to answer that call. It was Bharath.      ‘What’s the matter? Let ...

Photo by Noah Silliman on Unsplash      Keerthi was twenty-two years old and she was a writer. She used to write stories, and articles under different blogs and sometimes she used to write for several news agencies. She was running a website on her own. In which she featured her stories and articles. She was quite famous among her circle of writers. She used to live in a one-bedroom flat in Coimbatore. Despite writing content and stories, she had great interest towards witchcraft and the existence of evil spirits. She has a dedicated room for her studies related to this stuff in her house. Not many people knew her interest towards demonic studies. But she had a friend who knew everything about her.       Bharath was a year younger than his friend Keerthi. They were so close that they knew everything about each other. Bharath was Keerthi’s college junior. Since that time, they have been close to each other. He was a writer too. While Keerthi used to wr...

A kind note to the readers,             I request you to read the previous post once again before you read this one. Thanks.      I noticed my grandma’s telephone that was ringing. I was shocked to witness that strange happening. ‘How is it possible for a dead telephone to ring like that?’ I doubted my own sense. My legs crawled towards the old phone and my hands were shivering. Having a little courage and a heart full of fear and anxiety, I made up my mind to answer the call. The anxiety to know the person behind the call drove my fear away. I slowly held my hand to the receiver and gently lifted it from its place of rest. It was as silent as a mother’s womb, like a dead man’s voice. A minute later, I felt somet disturbance inside my head. A voice, not the one I heard before. I closed my eyes to concentrate much deeper. It was a woman, a voice of a woman, a woman I never met before. ‘Wake up,’ she whispered from ...

  FINAL EPISODE ‘Are you sure about this? We have solid evidence against Chandan. He is diverting the case, man.’ The inspector said. You didn’t reply to him. ‘Man, I am shouting like an idiot and you are silent. What’s on your mind? It is my case, and Chandan is the killer now just drive back to the station.’ he shouted. You remained silent. Then you both reached the villa. It was three in the early morning. The entire place remained dark and silent. This time you had no fear to enter the villa. Instead, the inspector refused. You stepped out of the car and stood near the entrance of the villa and asked the inspector to get in with a smile. ‘I told you a local legend about this place, do you remember?’ You asked the inspector. ‘Yes, I do. Why are you asking that?’ he questioned you.                When you touched the gate of the villa, he interrupted you. ‘Have you gone mad? Believing the words of a lia...

  #7 ‘Sir, they have bought Chandan to the interrogation room.’ A police constable said. In the interrogation room…                The inspector entered the interrogation room and gave a blow on Chandan’s face and cussed him. ‘What the fuck are you thinking about you? Huh? You filthy bastard.’ The inspector roared at him. ‘Stay calm bhai.’ You said. The inspector asked you to start interrogating Chandan as he was out of his mind. You started interrogating Chandan. ‘Mr. Chandan, we know that you were with Smrithi that night. The fingerprints prove that, and your mobile tower as well. Don’t try to act too smart. You saw that inspector right? He’ll change your entire life upside down. Now start telling the truth. What was happening between you and Smrithi? What happened that night?’ you said. ‘Sir, I swear I didn’t kill her.’ He said. ‘Stop acting innocent and spit it out.’ You said. ‘Sir, I saw Smrith...