Headless Victim | English Horror Stories Collection |Author – Yogesh Vasant Borse

  This festival is celebrated with great enthusiasm in cities and villages. Especially in cities, people roam around late into the night. In villages, there is activity until early night, but by ten or eleven o’clock, a complete silence descends upon the entire village. The whole village is lost in sleep.

   But… in one village… there was someone who was waiting for the day to end, waiting for the night. As the silence of the night set in, and the night deepened, he set out with a lantern in his hand. The light was quite dim, just enough for him to see the ground while walking. His feet seemed to have a habit, automatically moving towards the forest.

   Yes, towards the forest. There was a dense jungle near that village, where one would fear going even during the day, yet he was going there fearlessly at night.

 The darkness, the dense darkness, the rustling of leaves and twigs under his feet, the whispering of the leaves, the fluttering of some birds, were enough to make the atmosphere terrifying. Monkeys were jumping around because of his approach.

  The entire forest seemed to have awakened. As he moved forward, silence fell behind him, but all these things had no effect on the person.

 It was as if he was used to all this, as if something was about to happen, which he had imagined, knew about, and was determined to do. His pace increased. He got lost in the dense bushes.

  And… after a short while, a scream tore through the silence of the night, its echo reverberating through the entire forest. The forest woke up again. And after a little while, silence fell again, a deadly silence, stillness! In just a few moments, the sound of someone approaching was heard in the bushes.

   But this time, there was no hurry in that sound. Slowly, peacefully, as if he was satisfied that his work was complete. The sound of footsteps slowly drew closer, and he came forward, holding the lantern in his hand. The sight in front was enough to stop the heartbeat of any ordinary person. No matter how brave one was, they would break into a sweat.

  Yes, because in one hand, that person was holding a woman’s head. Yes, the hair of that woman’s head was in the person’s hand. Blood was continuously flowing from her neck. Her eyes were wide open, which could shock anyone even in that darkness. And her torso? The rest of the body? Did he do this so easily? … Oh my God!

   In a little while, a noise could be heard. A frantic rush began. Sounds of people running away could be heard from behind the bushes. Meanwhile, the person’s speed increased. In a few moments, he started running, as if he knew where to stop. He extinguished the lantern there and disappeared into the darkness.

 Behind the bushes was a small settlement, from where people, armed with weapons, started searching in the forest. But he was not caught by anyone. Slowly, disappointment replaced anger.

   Sad expressions appeared on people’s faces instead of disappointment. And they turned back towards their settlement. This terrible incident had happened in a hut in that small settlement.

   The human body! As long as there is life in it, how beautiful it looks. At that time, it is the most beautiful thing in the world, on which countless poems and songs are written, but when there is no life left in that body, there is nothing more terrifying in this world.

  Inside that hut, inside that dwelling, a woman’s body was lying spread out, yes, the rest of the body without a head was convulsing, struggling, as if there was still hope of living in it. Everyone living there was a tribal, yet they did not have the courage.

   The scene was so horrific. The woman’s whole body was trembling, and blood was flowing from the neck area. Only the fearless could look. After struggling for a few moments, the trembling stopped, the body went cold.

  Slowly, conversations began, the noise increased, but the immediate problem had to be solved first. It was necessary to perform the last rites of the woman. The killer would be searched for later. Deciding this, everyone got busy preparing.

  A pyre was built a short distance away, and the lifeless body was consigned to the flames. In a little while, the fire of the pyre grew. Everyone stepped back, and then, in that environment, in that terrible atmosphere, a heart-wrenching scream was heard, and what happened? Everyone ran towards that direction to see…

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