I wish that you people would be sharp-eyed reading this story!! Or you will be disappointed for sure.
Now read on!
I checked the time on my laptop and it showed 11:30pm on June 13th 2008. The work was not all that interesting all week, and I was relieved that it was Friday night. I was reading a post on my friend’s story-blog. The recent story that he posted was quite interesting and he had tried his best at creating a Robert Ludlum effect in his ‘not really a short’ story. After I read the last line I felt disgusted. The story ended with a twist!! – What ever happened was a dream!!! “Can’t you think of a better twist? How can you all be so naïve?” I wondered how many more stories I would be reading that gives me the same ‘extra ordinary twist’ – a dream - crap!! I quickly switched off my laptop. I didn’t want to spend anymore time on the internet. I even removed my friend’s blog from my Google reader.
By the time I went to bed it was around 12 and its then that I remembered that it’s Friday the 13th. “Is it just a coincidence that I am all alone here?” I virtually cursed my room mates who left for a trip to Coorg that evening. I turned off the lights and quickly got under the sheets. “Did I close the front door? Yes, I think I did. But, should I go recheck? No, I’d better sleep” and then I turned on the music on my phone. I had a specific playlist created on my mobile to help me sleep – songs that will induce sleep in you. I actually got so used to it that I just had to listen to a minute or two of the first song and I was sleeping the next minute. It was usually my room mate’s job to turn off the music. Now that he’s not here, it’ll play till the end of the play list. It was then that I noticed the battery power left on my mobile, it was less than 10%, “but why care, I don’t need an alarm to wake up tomorrow”!!
I woke up hearing a small sound, “a ‘thud’ of paper on the door? No it’s not morning yet”, I searched for my mobile to check the time. The Mobile was off, I tried to turn it on but it wouldn’t. “As usual…, when you need something, that something either wouldn’t work or you can’t find the Damn thing”, I fought the thought of whether to turn on the light or not. I decided not to. I made me to conclude that it would be Lokesh going to his apartment which is above mine, drunk as usual, may be with his girl friend too. I tried to sleep again and this time I didn’t have my mobile for help.
It was then that I heard another sound and it was from inside the house for sure. It was the sound of fiber chair legs scraping against mosaic floor. Considering the size of our Hall and the way we have arranged our computer tables, it was difficult to avoid one of them. “Didn’t they go for the trip? Did my room mates cancel the trip?” This time I decided to check who it was and fear gripped me a little as I was not so sure that it was really them. I tried getting up from the bed and my mobile fell down and it sounded like it got disassembled. It was total darkness and afraid of breaking any parts of my mobile, I tried getting out of the bed by the other side. It was then that somebody jumped over me; it felt like his weight will crush my bones.
I was sweating all over now and was in total panic. I wanted to scream but couldn’t as he pressed the pillow against my face. He asked for my purse and I frantically pointed towards the cupboard where I keep my purse. He then asked for my mobile, to which I pointed to the side where it fell. He then asked me for the pin numbers to the credit and debit cards, and he removed the pillow so that I could tell him the numbers. He instructed me not to shout as he moved the pillow– but I couldn’t control myself anymore. When I started to scream – he just let a small sound out of me as he quickly covered my face again with the pillow. And then something pierced my chest and blood was oozing out. I could feel the handle of the knife that he used.
The pain was unbearable but it is reducing now. With the pillow still pressed to my face, screaming was not an option. I struggled to escape from under him, but I was losing my strength. I am losing a lot of blood; my hands couldn’t prevent the bleeding. My vision started blurring too. I knew that it wouldn’t be long…
So many images started playing in front of my eyes; images of my parents and my dear ones- my memories! I couldn’t believe that all this was happening to me. I wished this was just another dream. I wished for a twist in my tale too; let this all be a dream.
Then I remembered something – I pinched my hand to see if I could feel the pain; I couldn’t!! And that means it’s just a dream!! I felt like laughing out loud; but couldn’t!! I did smile though..
NB- All those who thought that what ever happened was just a dream - please read this story again - I guess u missed something, please dont let the last two lines fool u! If this was just another dream, why would I give it such a title? :)
