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Have you ever heard of a Literature student dealing with guns and criminals? Probably only in Shakespearean art, but now we are in...
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Am I even prepared to do this?
My reflection stares back at me, plain and stoic. The sapphire tint of my irises bore into the mirror. The glass is clear of any dust and shines brightly. Closing my eyes I realise how my eyes remind me of my mom. My mom has the same coloured iris, and I had inherited it from her. Recessive yet prestigious.
I pick up the small white box from the dressing table and focus my gaze on the contact lens case instead of my reflection.
Playing with the box, I feel wrong to hide my eyes behind the brown tint of the facade. But, I have to do it. Hide my identity and my true self. Carefully placing the lens over my eyes, I blink vigorously. The sensation of itchiness and burning all foreign to me. Some small drops of water escape my eyes and it takes me some long seconds to finally adjust to the new cover.
Wiping my hands on the rough edgy surface of my jeans and folding the sleeves of my Kurti, I pick my side back up and check for all the required documents.
I had prepared and kept all the necessary documents in my bag the previous night to avoid any complications in the morning. I swing the long end of my plaited hair to one shoulder and hang the bag on my other.
Taking a few steps away from the mirror, I realise that it is happening. No escape and no loops to exit.
One thing I had understood after reading the file is that there's no weighted gain for the person behind the murders. Because what will he achieve by killing some students. I have to understand the blurred link between the cases before any other student is harmed.
Being a Saturday I have the entire day to set my room and take a walk around the campus. It will help me to know if some suspicious things are happening around.
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I feel extremely under-confident as I stand before the gate of Enselp college. I feel all wrong vibes and a heavy feeling heaving over me and I just stand there fidgeting with my fingers.
Am I even ready?
My thoughts run in a circle trap, repeating and repenting over the same details again. I take in the appearance of the college that looks old but hasn't worn out yet. It screams ancient vibes with some hidden and buried secrets of its own.
