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Death appointment – English horror story Book
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Author :- Yogesh Vasant Borse
The terrible night of Ashadhi Amavasya !
It was raining heavily. The sky was full of thunder and lightning. Darkness… only Darkness everywhere…
Wild beasts were looking for shelter.. The barking of foxes and the barking of dogs added to the horror of the atmosphere.
Maybe they didn’t know why the dogs were barking. Either they were scared by the horror of the atmosphere or they must have seen something.
Slowly the sound of barking increased. And cry too ! The sound started getting closer and suddenly stopped. The front view was terrible!
A wild beast was approaching, holding the body of a person in its mouth, in its strong jaws. Pulling that body !
Do you know how he managed to hunt in such a stormy rain ?
Or It may have been victimized or the person may have already died.
The beast stopped under a tree after moving the dead body. And opened his jaw. He threw the body down ! And started looking here and there.
After waiting for some time, he started to break the body’s muscles. So his caste brothers and other free people came to have a feast.
So he picked up the dead body in his jaws and started trying to climb the tree. After trying two or three times, he managed to climb the tree.
But the body fell down. Others fell on it. And in no time there was nothing left but a mud of bones and flesh.
Terrible ….. Horrible …..
There was a loud scream and I was startled by my voice. Estimated the surrounding atmosphere.
It was raining. There was no light. So where will the light come from in the forest? I was on the post of Forest Officer. There was a British period stone house in the forest to live in. There was a rest house.
got up. The lantern was lit. Water splashed on the face. I opened the door and came out. Looked at the clock. It was 3:30 in the morning. It was heard that dreams made in the morning come true. But then what does it mean to be true?
A dead body of a person was seen but not seen a face. who was that person?
And why did you see it?
Did you see your own future ?
There was no way to understand. There was no use in thinking.
Came out to the passage. I lit a cigarette and stood leaning at a pillar. The rain was not letting up.
It was easy to notice. Something happened ! The mind agreed.
‘Something wrong here!’
Do you want to go in?
But only one moment! The next moment there was nothing !
Was it the first time ?
That something really happened. But what exactly happened ?
It was necessary to see !
But before that, it was necessary to take the gun. I went inside smoking a cigarette .Put the gun in my pocket. Pulled the raincoat and went out. Door hinged. Torch?
The torch was left. I went inside again, took the torch and lit a cigarette. came out, Turned on the torch and moved around. There was something, someone, who was watching me.
I threw away the cigarette and closed the door. And went out in the pouring rain. The forest was underfoot.
So I didn’t feel anything. Still, an anonymous pressure was coming to mind. Five to ten minutes must have passed. Felt movement behind. Turned back and swung the torch around.
Two eyes were staring at me. They moved back as the torch struck. I realized the danger. A gun was nearby but it was for self-defense. There was no reason to hunt.
There was a banyan tree in front. Owls must be sitting in his drum. His laughter was increasing the seriousness of the atmosphere. There was something in the tree !
that was staring at me ! Anxiety increased. It seemed that something unexpected was going to happen.
It went fast from there.. It jumped towards me on the tree.
‘Is this really what…?’
There was a pale white human figure!
Who came behind me and started moving forward with me, looking at me !
When it was raining so much from above, it felt like this body was getting wet with sweat. My walking speed increased. Something started looking at me from the other side and moving forward !
‘ What to do now ….? ‘
There was no use in thinking, there was no use in running away, because those figures were floating in the air very easily and where to run away ?
The house was in the forest. In the bright light of the torch, the surrounding atmosphere was coming alive. Mud under the feet, what happens in that mud? who knows ? Reached near the rest house by trampling our feet.
A growling sound was heard. The sound was coming very close. I looked back but guessed wrong. The sound was coming from the front, from the passage of the rest house.
I was alert, took out my gun. But the beast in front turned out to be smarter than me. He did not spare a moment and jumped on me.
I fell down …. my head must have hit something. I was losing my sanity. Only sensation, consciousness was left for some time…… That beast was carrying me away.
Holding in its strong jaws…
It had only one meaning…..
My dream came true !
The body seen in the dream was mine.
So now my physical bonds were going to be broken….liveness…….from which it was impossible to get rid of….
What was not going to happen was going to happen….had happened.
Note :-
….. Friends …. you will say that this man is dead … killed …. then how did he tell this incident ….. exactly ? right ….
But friends, remember… ours…..yes…maybe yours, ours, and everyone’s, relatives ,friends ,colleague are giving pain during the day. We understand this, we feel this…sometimes it’s the people closest to us…
We keep watching our own humiliation with our open eyes. How many times do we beat ourselves up inside, and then we stand up again. Someone comes and breaks our resilience again. We ignore it, thinking it is our own….
Or often we are unable to do anything.
That’s how I am…. one of you…. whose countless resilience was broken by circumstances…still standing…perhaps waiting for new beasts…….
Perhaps waiting to be the hunter or the hunted….
If you like the story, please let me know. And take care of yourself! Be careful! Otherwise, the beasts are waiting to you eat like a food ……..
Greetings …….
Yours :- Yogesh Vasant Borse
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