To Where It All Began ✔

10. Sound Of Death...Again...

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Shreekant and Amna reached Mumbai back, late at night and went to their respective rooms after the long tiresome journey. After the hectic search, both of them threw themselves onto their beds and slept, even without changing their clothes.

The next day Shreekant went back to the office after almost three weeks while Amna kept on sleeping on her queen-sized bed till 1:00 PM. Whether it was her tiredness or love to sleep, she slept comfortably after a long time, even though the danger was not over. She for unknown reasons felt every safe in that outhouse as if someone was always there to watch over her.

With a neatly ironed button-down white shirt with grey colored pant and blazer, Shreekant entered the compound of the office. As he entered, some employees greeted Shreekant in chorus while some were whispering nonsensical chit chat about him. It was well known to him but he preferred to quietly go to his cabin.

6:30 PM, 30th March, Outhouse

Amna had already received Shreekant's message on her phone earlier in the day that he was going to work and will meet her at night. After wasting the whole afternoon doing nothing and loitering around, she decided to take a shower. As she came out of the shower and was getting dressed, there was a sudden blackout in her room. Her heart pounded as she was really scared about darkness after that incident, but she still gathered up courage and looked for her phone around the room.

As soon as she got her phone, she immediately switched on the flashlight, and her fear subsided by a little. With tiny careful steps, she went down the stairs to check what had happened. The whole outhouse was in a blackout and she could hear the dashing of the raindrops against the majestic walls of the house.

Just then as she stood in the middle of the hall holding her phone, she heard a strange sound coming from somewhere, "Where is this sound coming from?"

Following the source of the sound, she entered the painting room. Flashing the light from her phone everywhere around the room, she finally found where the sound was coming from, "Ahh... The window was open and hitting against the wall because of the heavy wind and rain" She breathed a heave of relief.

While going out of the room, she hit her foot against something and slipped, falling forwards with her chin hitting the floor, and ankle getting twisted, "Aaahh... My foot..." She tried to get up, but her foot hurt really bad and she sat on the floor in pain holding her ankle around her palm.

"Oh, God... First, this stupid light went away, then that creepy sound, and now this sprain, really what is happening with me? Have I become the epitome of bad luck?"

After cursing God for quite some time, her phone rang and a familiar name flashed on it, "Shreekant" and she quickly picked it up. Before she could say anything he started yelling, "Why are you not opening the door, I have pressed the bell numerous times?"

"Ah... You are standing outside the house, listen I couldn't hear the bell because there is no electricity here, plus I have kind of injured myself and I am unable to get up"

"Injured! What happened?"

"I just slipped and fell in the painting room... I think I have sprained my ankle" Before she could say anything further he said, "Wait... I am coming"  he said and immediately disconnected the call.

"Where are all the guards? Come here quickly!" He shouted in a loud voice and ordered them to call the electrician quickly and fix the issue with the Outhouse.

"Someone help me open the door" He and a few other guards managed to open the door of the outhouse forcefully, and without wasting a single second he dashed into the painting room with a torch where Amna was injured.