As he stood over the cliff and cried, 4 drops of tears fell down the cliff. He sniffed turned his head behind. The man in the veil was coming. Just 30 seconds more and he knew that the man in the veil would have a hold over him. He knew that a torturous hell was waiting to taste him. And as a heavy hand fell on his shoulder he heard the hell say, "let's begin the hell, AGAIN".
100 meters away and 200 meters below a monk was staring into the dark sky. Actually it was the cliff below the dark sky that caught his meditative eye. A shabby man was scanning for a safe fall across the cliff. The monk's super perfect vision caught the shabby man's appearance with the clarity of an eagle's eye. HE WAS BLOOD ALL OVER. Was the man going to suicide?? NO, impossible....why would he scan the valley then. It can mean only 1 thing. It didn't take more than half a second for the trained mind of monk to realize that the man was being HUNTED.........YES HUNTED. And his appearance could convince even the innocent of innocent men......he was tortured to hell!!!!!!
The shabby man jumped as soon as a heavy hand landed on his shoulder. Down and down the man fell, greeting a few trees in the middle, of course they greeted him a bit harder than he did to them but the man was ok with that because that pain was an atom compared to the polymer of pain he had experienced and so he smiled, smiled all the way along the path and closed his eyes just before what he thought would be his final greeting.
The monk ran..ran faster and faster towards the cliff. The monk knew his trained hard body could sustain the fall due to his shaolin training but the shabby man could definitely die and so he knew .....he knew that the man was not to greet the floor. Every now and then a few miracles keep occurring. If the monk couldn't save the man we wouldn't be talking about him. YES...THE MAN WAS SAVED. The monk was in time........ in time to push his client up to the air and he fell THUD onto the floor taking the impact of an elephant jump on his back. What a speed he ran...what a speed he had run to perform this stunt, any spectator if he existed would have definitely bet his life that the man was being chased by a wild beast.
The shabby man did feel the push. It was actually the gentlest of pushes he had faced in his past 1 month of torture he had faced for his sins. And the very eerie figure of a veiled man now was enough to make him scramble up the tallest oftrees faster than a monkey. 5 seconds passed. WAIT......was that push to his body or was his soul pushed out of his body with the fall. He had yet to find that out. But the man didn't want to find it out. He just wanted to have rest........he wanted to sleep.....a stranger to him since the past 1 month. The veiled man would be very soon there on the spot. THE VEILED MAN.....THE VEILED MAN......the name evoked a fear that kicked his darling guest sleep 16 hours away. It just didn't matter for him to know who was pushed up, his body or his soul. .The push was something relatively new to his body which was accustomed to pain so maybe it was a push to the soul
He knew he had to run and so he ran. Not even once did he think of the direction he was running until he hit a man in his path. The man cursed his luck and fell unconscious onto the floor.
In the dry expanse of the shaolin forest laid 2 unconscious men and 1 veiled man. An hour later all the 3 went missing out of the forest. Nothing changed much in the forest that night. Just 2 new tracks added, 1 of a veiled man chasing another tortured man and the other track of a veiled man dragging 2 unconscious men to the shaolin temple.
