At exact 2:30 A.M i woke up don't know why. My room was filled with darkness because there was a powercut. My throat was burning I was thirsty. I stood up and started going towards the kitchen. Today the corridor was feeling way too long everything was quiet peace.
Suddenly, the sound of thunderstorm came my whole body freeze because of the sudden thunderstorm. As I gather myself I heard the knock on the door at first i ignored it thought my ears must be ringing. Again, knock on the door this time I was sure there must be someone but who? And why at this time.
I changed my way and headed towards the door. At first i checked it in the eye hole who was there. I saw a 6ft tall man standing outside wearing a black cap and black suit but something creepy was about him. I must be overthinking maybe he was at the wrong door or something. I was about to open the door but I heard a voice. The owner of the voice was our apartment guard. He asked that man who was he? And why was he standing at my door in the middle of the night. He didn't said anything he was quiet and staring at him and within a blink of an eye he took out the revolver from his pocket and shoot the guard.
My mind stopped for a min. My words were lost. My whole body was trembling a drop of tear escape from my right eye. He again faced my door as if looking into my soul. I didn't opened the door. He again knocked but this time i didn't move forward I wish he think noone is at home. He sighed. I can see each and every movement from that eye hole as if my death is waiting outside. It's actually true my death was right infront of my eyes if I opened the door I can see both hell and heaven.
After several knock he started going towards another door but why was he here and who was he? Why was he having a revolver? Is he a psychopath? Or mental who ran out from the mental hospital? But if he was a mental then why was he looking so professional? Thousands of questions was running through my mind. At first i sighed in relief that my life is saved i thought to call the police. As I stepped back my leg hit the large flower pot and it fell making a loud shuttering sound. "Shit" the only word came from my mouth.
Now, there was a loud banging of the door and now i understand there was no escape for me. An idea hit me at that moment I was thankful for my mind to not to freeze at that moment I ran towards my room and clear all the things on my bed I opened one window in the hall so that he think due to wind the flower pot has fallen. At washroom with the help of the towel I dried the sink for making him think that no one's at home. All think I've done in 59 sec
I heard the door breaking sound he was inside. I ran and hide myself in the wardrobe of the bathroom. I could hear his footsteps till bathroom. What was he doing, maybe checking the home or seeing that fallen flower pot i don't know why was I thinking of these things. He came in the bathroom I could see from the keyhole of the wardrobe and as I thought he checked the sink if it was wet. I love my mind for that. He looked here and there and suddenly his eyes fell on the wardrobe and my heart skipped a beat no no he can't please no god please have some mercy on me.
He was coming close to the wardrobe or should I say he was coming close to me. My death was calling me from afar. He hold the handle and was about to open the door suddenly one voice stopped him. The owner of the voice was my neighbour uncle he stopped him. "WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?" He asked him. But the man doesn't reply anything. And again within a second he shooted him on the head. My breath hitched. Uncle fell on the floor lifelessly. That creepy man went outside I heard his footsteps disappearing. Slowly i opened the wardrobe door and went to uncle his eyes were open.
With a heavy heart i closed his eyes with my bare hands. I couldn't cry but my eyes was filled with tears.
I came in the hall and with trembling hands i dialed the police number my mind was stopped thinking. The only I could do is now call the police. The ringing was going please pick up the call only this sentence was running through my mind. The voice came from the other side "how may I help you". I was about to reply suddenly I felt cold metal on the back of my head the phone fell from the hand. I could feel he was smirking. He came close and whisper near my ear "Hope you reach safely to the hell, babygirl". I closed my eyes and boom.
I opened my eyes with a jerk and sat on my bed my whole body was sweating it was a dream it was a dream. A creepy nightmare i thought to myself while calming myself down. I sighed in relief I looked at the time it was exact 2:30 Am .
My breath hitched. Again, I heard the knock on the door.
Will I ever escape?
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