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Sunday, December 9, 2018

The terrace secrets~ chapter III







THE TERRACE SECRETS

    CHAPTER III: Hunting the demon

Notes from the Author: Before starting this chapter; complete the previous chapters I and II on this respective series. Search this blog for the last two chapters. This is the final chapter of this short series. HAPPY READING!

     "Aaaaaaahhhhh!! (Screaming out of fear) Holy Shit! What kinda creature, are you??!! Do freeze there!!", yelled Joel standing alone on the terrace. (This is happening on the night  his departure to his college)

Let's move the clock backwards, exactly 10 days ago.

Straight from Teja's home, Joel dashed to his residence. His Mom interrogated Jo Where he was rushing from. However, he managed her, and escaped to his room. When he tried to text those things happened at Teja's home, he found Sarah offline. On prior to the bird's hum, Jo woke up, the next morning. Convincing his Mom with some usual fibs, he moved to the terrace now. Huh! There is where he wished to spend, the lovely spaces have been turned into dreadful curses. Who would be the reason?! He scratched his head, rounded the whole area of terrace. He couldn't find anything there. He tried to recreate  the past happenings on the terrace, as we have seen in the films of Bollywood! But nothing done!

With a hopeless heart, he reached Sarah's door. Sarah was not as before. She too tried to avoid Jo. Finding that Sarah was alone in her home; he pushed her in and locked up the door. (Lol!! There is nothing here to create your own stories. Just follow up the rest) "There is no-one here. I know that you have been in some serious problem. Please open up your mind!", cried Joel.

Like the one who placed under the gun tip, She felt frightened to the peak. She got up from the sofa, and roamed around her home, like a newcomer. Joel left her free for sometime and at last, after the two facing each other for some time, Sarah started uttering:
"The Last day, I returned home in the wake of sending you to Teja's parents. Then, I have received messages from some anonymous. Those are bloody images of mine, taken while my bath, and the others too taken in abusing dimensions! I don't know what to do?  Additionally he gave me two choices: I can live provided that my images would be leaked on social sites or I shud die myself on that cursed terrace! He warned me not to convey these things to anyone, or else he would do that thing immediately. So that, I tried to refuse you. Sorry Jo, if I have hurt you! Please do help me!", droplets from her eyes were overfilled.

At the situation, Joel didn't get things up. He was totally confused, whether to save his friend or to solve the mysteries. True.. Then only he noticed her words that the anonymous warned him to commit suicide on the terrace, as one among the two offers! He asked her phone, and checked that anonymous number. He tried to dial it on his phone. He heard the ring of the phone to be stopped, as expected.

Joel's Dad have been working in a telecommunication office as the branch manager. Jo would usually seek the help of his Dad, in tracking his friends' numbers for the purpose of prank-playing with them. Not refusing to his son's wishes. Jo's Dad would always be there to help him, how childish the task maybe! Joel used this opportunity to get the location of that anonymous, tracked.

After a half-past, Joel succeeded in getting the details on the location of the number. He shocked to look on the results. He wiped off his eyes once, to check whether what he visualized was right or not. The tracked location was within his apartment surroundings. "Oh Jo, your attitude is poxy! Nowadays, You aren't even letting your apartment friends to be free naah?", his Dad poked fun on him. He further asked for the exact location, on the apartments. His Dad notified him: the block 'C' the row containing doors 7, 17, ..,47. The tracked location would be within the last three floors; doors 47,37, and 27.

He, along with Sarah rushed to the block 'C'. They didn't want the villain, directly to know that they are coming to hunt him. So Sarah made a brilliant plan and asked Jo to make a phone call to that unknown number, standing outside these three doors. Wherever he heard some ringtone, there the cussed pig should be. First he went to the third floor to the door 27; luckily he found that home with a to-let board. So, his job has made easy then. Next moving on to the level 4, in front of the door 37, there he made the call, but he heard no ring there, and the call was again set to be non-reachable. Then finally, he climbed up the last storey of the block and moved to door 47. Definitely the bastard must be there, as the last two choices were rejected.

With trembling hands, Jo pressed the dial button. The call has started to connect the server. With the next second, he heard the phone ringing far, from the other side of the door. Both of their hearts started beating faster! At the moment, the ringtone stopped hearing to them, the call was again informed to be non-reachable! Now readers, We caught the demon. But, who?!

After noting the door no. 47, Sarah and Jo felt the minutes they were standing there as unsafe! Jo asked her whether she knew whom the house belonged to. She replied that they could find that on the block reception board. The block reception board at the entrance of each block would be available in order to provide the name and details regarding the residence-owners on various floors of the block. Dashing down to the ground level, they raised their heads to take a look on the above-mentioned board, that has been framed on the front wall.

"Floor 5,... Door 47,... wait... What??? What the shit is happening here???!" What they saw there, totally made Joel down! The respective slot was written with bold letters: Mr. Ronnie Daniel.

Whom he believed, whom he thought to be a helper on this case, On whom he had a lot of reputations. That name was there! Sarah too disappointed on what she got to see there. Both of them hurried to the outhouse office. As a manner of crossing the office-building, They checked whether Ronnie Uncle was in or not. To clarify whether the Uncle was indulged in that crime, they were performing that act. But hopefully Ronnie Uncle was inside, typing something on the keyboard.

Then who would be in, there? Everyone on the apartments knows that Ronnie was a widower. He along with his son, only living in the house. According to the people there, Ronnie was a good soul, always working for the welfare of his apartment society! Thus, If he was on the office, defenitely his son would be there, alone at his home. So, he would be the one, doing all these misdeeds.

Sarah got a wire rope from her home and Both of them has got up for the thriller. Observing the deaths clearly: Jo ended up with one thing that all these should have been started up by that damn son of that Ronnie Uncle! But clearly his motivation was to create a black mark on that terrace. Let's find out Why?

With sweat drops all over the body, owing to the abnormally raised temperatures, Sarah and Jo pressed the calling bell thrice at a strike, and were hiding at both the sides of the gateway.
A tall genuine-looking young man unlocked the door. Jo first climbed on him without speaking a word, and first he stuck a tape on his mouth. Sarah entered then. That man's eyebrows raised in disgust. She slapped him twice, and tied both of his hands, legs, toes. He tried to enforce an attack on them. But he couldn't. They made him to sit on a chair, and fastened with it. He couldn't move his body, even a centimeter apart. They locked the front door. Sarah went round allover the house, and disconnected all kinds of electronics. She dispatched the laptop and the other system that the man used. She discarded the sim from his phone, and broke it into pieces. Then made the phone into pieces like a falling glass.

Then they unleashed the tape fro his lips and made him to talk. Sarah with ultimate anger asked him Why he was doing that to her. Jo smiled at Sarah, and replied her: "Don't you know Sarah? Not only you, but those three who died themselves, had a lot to ask this piggy head. But they were not here now. So, on behalf of them, He should answer us now!"

At last, after struggling with him. Jo and Sarah made him, open up the reasons; he too had no choice than that. He declared as follows:

"Hmm... I... I'm Joseph.. Joseph Daniel. My Father and Mother.. They both constituted my World! My mother... after an accident.. She got injured severely on her head. Then She became totally blank. She had forgotten certain things, except both of us. To make you understand her criteria better, She was slowly developed as a psycho. On fearing that she herself would kill people unknowingly. She tried to jump from the terrace. However, My father stopped her! But whatever. We tried a lot. On a deep night, while my father and myself  were sleeping nicely. She kept a full stop on her life. Not with simple ways, She cut her veins and arteries.. Approximately 7 to 8 cuts on each hand, before that She consumed the hazardous pesticide... I couldn't even imagine how she bore her pain, with all these. She hung herself in that fan.. (he pointed out) 
But you people would just know her death to be an accident! Yeah.. That's my father's decision! He didn't want my mother to be a psycho even after her absence!", the stubborn son stated.

Similarly, We would be questioning Why would he killed 3 people so.. He made a disastrous Laugh and started again;

"My father felt that We would have let her to jump from that terrace; that would atleast made her body to be escaped from such a dreadful suicide!.. So, he doesn't want the families here to be happy! Yes.. and those Teja's Mother, and the Wives of Dheeraj and Shaah, have teased our Mother in front of My Father. He couldn't bear those humiliations! You may ask then Why should he punish the relatives, instead of those who've done the deeds. Yes My Father is a out of box thinker! He wants those offenders to feel the pain of seperation and humiliation. They should know how the families will be affected if one among them, have taken their lives oneself like a coward! My father have assigned his sketched tasks. He made me to fix a spy camera in the bathroom windows of all the houses of those fellows. I've shot the bathing videos of the wives of Dheeraj and Shaah, and that of Teja and Saarah. Dheeraj and Shaah, being childless. I directly did that on their wives! I've sent them a WhatsApp text to each one of those who died, and informed them on how they have to die, as I did on Sarah. But Sarah luckily escaped. Both of you, are really brilliant. Hats off."

Sarah stood up and shook Joseph's Collars, "Again, I'm blank on Why have you done this to me?!" He answered her, "Look Sarah! I know that What I'm doing right now is a great offense. And I can't wash these sins anywhere. Whatever I'm doing right now, is by my father's guidance, I've warned him at times, but he hasn't ready to lend me his ears. The mistake, that the Wives of Dheeraj and Shaah did, have done by your Father too. You know?! Ask him whether he teased my Mother in front of my Father, or not? Listen now, what is happening here, is much expected. And now you will certainly call up the cops. Go and do that first."

All his statements were recorded, and the Police were called. They didn't want Ronnie Uncle to be arrested directly. With the arrest warrant, the police were surrounding the Ronnie's house. Without knowing anything, Ronnie casually unlocked the door. His eyeballs widened to see that scenario on his house. His Son, Joseph tied up on his armchair. Discarded electronics all around the standing armed cops! Everything made him blind. He stood speechless. He noticed Sarah and Jo standing behind the armchair! The inspector stepped forward and locked Ronnie Uncle's hands. They released Joseph from the chair, and got both, the father and the son into the government vehicle. The Whole apartment was staring at the scenery! But Ronnie Uncle's reddened eyes fell on the Joel's smiling face. Yep, he smiled in a way that he has conquered something and made his flag to fly at its top!
Sarah hugged Joel, and her pleasantly lips thanked Joel for what he has done!

The task of him, not only saved Sarah, but the apartments instead! Now without any fearful restrictions, Joel can spend his evenings delightfully on that heavenly terrace! He spent his rest of holidays, with his friends on Delhi!

Finally, the next Day he would be flying again abroad after the end of his short vacation! To thank for this awful adventurous vacation, the night before his flight. He walked up to the terrace. He took the phone from his pocket to restart his relationship with his girlfriend!

Soon, a short, fair, teen-aged girl, who dressed with a black frock, was standing far from his vision on the terrace! He identified her.. Hmm.. She is Joel's girlfriend. But his mobile phone ringed then; his girlfriend excitedly said hello. But Who would be there, then?

The black-dressing beauty, started vanishing into pieces. He opened his mouth widely, dropped out the phone, the vanishing structure soon gained some shape. It gradually developed into a tiny black horned creature. Looked like Satan. He shrieked then:

  "Aaaaaaahhhhh!! (Screaming out of fear) Holy Shit! What kinda creature, are you??!! Do freeze there!!", yelled Joel!


THE END OF THE SERIES.


Message from the Author: The Suicide is the coward's belonging. Always try to face any problem, how severe it may be. It's not easy to find people without problems. Live the life to the core! There's only one life on this earth! Be aware of it! Suicide will not be a solution at all times! Happy Living!
Hope you have enjoyed my series. Thank you!♡

             
            

Friday, December 7, 2018

The terrace secrets~ chapter II


  THE TERRACE SECRETS

   CHAPTER II: Converging the hints.

Notes from the Author: The following stanzas are the continuation of the first chapter: 'Is that true' of this short series, The Terrace Secrets. So, Better read the Chapter I before exploring this chapter.



   After being informed with the basic details regarding the case from Ronnie Uncle, Joel returned home. His Mom has made him his favorite spicy pakoras. He doesn't want himself to get indulged much within those issues. Neglecting everything, he devoured four plates of pakoras. Like that, the rest of that day is spent.
Being distressed on this issue, he totally has forgotten to converse with his girlfriend. Thus, a little conflict rose between them. To get rid of all his headaches, Jo decided to move to his bed along with the novel, Darren Shan's Lord Loss under the series, demonata.

With both of his hands enclosing each other in such a way, He made the widely opened book to be his comfy pillows, and start sleeping nicely.

Soon, the next-day's Sun shines up on the East. The door bell rang twice. Joel unlatched the door, and collected the fresh milk bottles and newspapers. Requesting his Mom for coffee, Joel stretched the pages of the day's edition over the reading table. Unluckily, he found something to be noted in particular, on the top of the second page. The headline of the article said: "Teja's family approved her death as suicide: the case closed." Captured by this, Jo read the entire article. Now, he has been with further more confusions. With respect to Ronnie Uncle's statement: Teja was poisoned, (not in case, necessarily to be a suicide attempt) and Why should she decide to breathe her last on that cursed terrace? The questions queued up on his mind. He thought himself to be the solutions for all his questions. Yes! He began composing himself for the adventure.

Ingesting two slices of bread sticks and a boiled egg, Jo approached the management office, secretly holding the newspaper, on his trousers (so that, his Mom couldn't ask him where he was going with the newspaper.) Ronnie Uncle welcomed him disappointingly. Ro Uncle doesn't want to interfere with this case, at all. He conveyed straightforward to Jo, that he has no more idea regarding this case. Further, he doesn't want Jo to disturb him on this, anymore. But Jo wouldn't let it like that. With his eyes swirling around, another idea blossomed on his mind: he headed towards the neighboring block, pressed the calling bell twice. A charming young girl unlocked the door: Sarah, one among the Joel's hopeful friend. Being in the apartments since her childhood, She knows people there, better. And She would be definitely helping him in solving out his riddles.

Jo and Sarah felt they need some private space to discuss further on this issue, and went to the garden. Asking her on his doubts regarding the same article. Sarah informed that she was a good friend of Teja, and added that Teja was really a nice girl whom she preferred to talk with, whenever she felt depressed. Sarah underlined that Teja was not that type of girl, who would end her life like this. Then, Jo acquired some satisfaction that he has got some clues.

Joel planned to disguise himself as the cop in mufti. All he needed was a fake identity card. Joel being fit and tall, the role of the cop suited him very well: a white half-sleeved formal shirt that fits his upper body, and wore a khaki pant. Sarah didn't accompany him, as Teja's family knows her well. He moved to Teja's home and introduced himself as planned. Teja's family believed whatever happening there. With this as the best choice, He investigated all things, he wanted to know. Initially, they felt hesitated to share anything. Their tone of conversation, clearly depicted that they have been stopped in openly conversing the truths. He guaranteed them that he would be a friendly person, and never handle this case in a casual manner. By converting their minds emotionally, Joel succeeded in getting all the facts. Teja's parents stated as follows:

 "Teja.. Our only daughter. She always used to keep her surroundings happy. She never thought to hurt even a beetle. A lovely being spent all her life in caring for others! She had no problems including love affairs. If so, She would certainly let her mother to know first. But nothing happened like that. On the day before her death, She was totally abnormal. Something kept on muddling her mind. And On 12th Nov, her mom didn't even provide her the supper, then where did that poison come from?.. We are blank!" Teja's father wiped out the overcrowding tears from his eyes.
He added to his statement that he is delivering his words only with the hope on Jo, (cop, according to Teja's father) that he wouldn't leak that anywhere on media.

So two things made lucid: Teja wasn't in the mood of suicide, and also the toxin she had at her time of death, wasn't taken, while she was on home. Thus, her unnatural death must not come under suicide then.

While leaving the block, his eyes moved to a new notice which said: the gates of the terrace will be open for the next two days, for the monthly maintenance purposes.
So, that notice indirectly paves the way for next incident! Who's Next?

What would be the cases regarding Dheeraj and Shaah? Teja's death, itself puzzled with this much mysteries! Why all these three people should die on that terrace?

Have hope people! Let's find out the demon!


                 
                  To be continued on chapter 3.


Thursday, December 6, 2018

The terrace secrets~ Chaper I

Disclaimer: The following content, is purely of my imagination, and never means to promote any disbelief.

Friday, November 2, 2018

Help me!



DISCLAIMER: The below set of stanzas is just a piece of my imagination. It is not meant to disturb anyone's personal feelings and not to promote any disbelief.

              "HELP ME!"

               ~ Harish Kannan
       

           A lonely blank paper lies under the only lantern of that dark room. Still, my drying pen stands on it, without knowing what would be its next move. plots of various kinds are roaming around my head, still I can't get one. Yep, I'm on my first plot preparation! The hands of the wall-clock moved down and up, as it is on fire. Like that it goes on.. at some point of time, I hear my mobile ringing, My close friend, who is from Chennai is on the other side.
It's been a long term since we talked last. With a broad smile on my unshiny face, like a chocolate-getting baby, I purred, "hellllo dear!" I can't hear anything properly from his side. He just mumbled, the only thing I could hear from him is "Help me!"
I understand that he is in a severe danger, and needs aid. But the only thing, I can't get on my mind is that why, he has to call me for his assistance after such a long period? Even my name wouldn't be there in his recent dial list!
At peak of this minute, the weather is filthy and it pretends that even the nature is unfair to me. Someone tapped my front door! I don't want to unlock it, as usually schematics like this will usually bring an unnatural figure or a villain there! Isn't it? But, dont worry! I've got a balcony window upstairs, from where, I could find who is behind my door.
As you guessed, My pal with a full wet jerkin, is standing there,quarelling for oxygen! I can read those questions on your head, Come on, Let's find it..
With a towel, I rushed towards the door and unlocked it.
At the same piece of second, he flattened on my frightened chest, I raised my head and shocked to see a stabbed dagger at his back, straight to his vertebrae. I froze with that moment! Now explore these seconds, close kin of mine is lying dead on my own hands, and he is murdered. I don't know, whether I have to treat him or to cry or to inform the cops?
Then, I noticed a bunch of papers which he is holding in his hands firmly. I laid him down on the adjacent wall and picked those papers..
Leading the bunch of blank sheets, the front page is written with the same single word, that he has blabbered on that phone call: 'Help me!'
It seems that those words have been written in
a faded red colour. It smells like dried blood!
I can't get, what is surrounding me?
Within an eye blinking second, My dead partner, who is actually pretended to be dead arises briskly. I'm throat-filled with fear and tried to inquire him, whether he could explain the dramatic things happening here? He just stared at me blindly. I can't even make any guesses on why a person should look like that on his close buddy, at such a horrible environment.
On the next fraction of second, he withdraws his blood-stained knife and groaned, "help me!" 
Again, as you guess, that idiot stabbed me on, my belly!
With a screaming howl, I wake up from my writing desk! But things happened, seem to be too real. My mobile notified something. I tried to hold it with my weak and trembling hands, and found an incoming call, missed from the same friend!
The same weather surrounded, it seems. And the door has been tapped even louder than before!
Above all! I found the same bunch of papers, presided by the sheet written with those bloody words, "help me!", instead of my lonely blank paper!


                                End of the plot

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