CHAPTER 6: Welcome To The Underworld

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Announcer: So ladies and gentlemen, put your hands together, for this year's businessman of the year, Mr. Ahriman Oberoi!

[Ahriman Oberoi, the Youth Icon of the country, a very successful businessman, is the founder and CEO of Ahricorp Industries, the leading electronic, medicinal drugs and national arms producing company of the country. Not only for his business strategies, he is also famous for his charity works. He is a man of heart, as said by the countrymen.]

Ahriman: Thank you ladies and gentlemen. I am feeling very glad and honoured to be standing here and lifting this trophy. I am very very grateful to the almighty. I don't have many things to say. That was all, haha. Thank you.

Announcer: So ladies and gentlemen, as Mr. Arhiman didn't say much, we have prepared something which will say who he is! So let's move to the big screen ladies and gentlemen.

[ The screen shows a presentation, glorifying the early life and struggles of Ahriman. Ahriman was the spotlight of the event. It went great. At night, Ahriman reached home.]

[A man with a gun in his hand was running. He was sweating heavily. He was being chased by another man, an assassin, face covered with a Balck mask, a knife on the thigh, guns on each hand, and a sword on the back. The man looked back, the assassin disappeared. The man reached near a mansion. It was Ahriman's. He had a smile on his face. He trespassed the gate. The watchman was sleeping. He rushed to the door quietly. He rang the bell.]

[ Tired Ahriman was sleeping. He wakes up and goes down to open the door. He opened the door and was surprised.]

Ahriman (astonished): Raman???

[Raman was his childhood friend, a friend from school and a good neighbour indeed. He rushed inside the house. He was bleeding heavily. He fell down on the floor. Ahriman gave him support.]

Raman: Arya, my friend, help me! I am trapped!

Ahriman: I am not Arya anymore, call me Ahriman. And, what??? Trapped!!! Where??

Raman (In a guilty tone): I, I am trapped in the underworld!

Ahriman: What are you saying? Explain to me briefly.

Raman: After my studies, I searched for some jobs. But I couldn't find any! I was depressed. But then one day, I was sitting in a tea stall, and a man came to me. He named himself the Jobber. He offered me one lakh rupees to do ten deliveries. I was amazed to hear that, so I asked him about the thing to be delivered. It was illegal drugs! Yes I was as amazed as you are now, but I was a mad guy! I accepted his deal. But I did not stop after ten deliveries, I continued delivering it. Later on I found out that I was working for the king of the underworld, The Tamish. And now I am trapped in it.

Ahriman: You have to leave this job right now!

Raman: I can't!! I am saying again, I am trapped!

Ahriman: But how? How are you trapped?? You still can get rid of it!

Raman (In tears): I lost a package of ten crores!!!

Ahriman: What??? How??

Raman: I was drugged! By delivering those packets, I also got addicted to them. I started injecting those inside me. And that day I lost all my control! Please Arya, please help me!

Ahriman: Shit! You, you don't worry, you are safe here.

Raman: No Arya no, he, he has sent an assassin to kill me! He, he, he can come here anytime.

Ahriman: Okay you come to my room!

[They started going upstairs. Someone knocked on the door. It was the watchman's voice. He was calling Ahriman.]

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