“What the hell is in that package!?” asked Vibha.
“We deserve to know it now,” demanded Kaajal.
“Do you know the feeling when someone keeps on nagging you to an extent where you can’t take it anymore, and you have to do something to make it stop?” asked Vivek leaning forward and bending his neck down.
“The constant irritation. The way you are looked down upon and kicked around as if you are a piece of garbage,” he continued, this time stammering a bit.
The group looked at each other as they heard him stammer.
“No one sh..sh..shoul..ld have to go through this,” he stammered. “I used to get this fe…eling when my dad used to beat my mom and I c..ouldnt do anything. My friends made fu..un of me tha..at I was of no go..ood, always being pushed around by not only my father but also anyone I tried to connect with” he continued stammering.
“This woman was no different,” he continued after a brief pause. “S…She kept on nagging me continuously. Again and Again. Trying to, point out how bad of a driver I was,” said Vivek raising his voice slowly.
“And all of this because, just I took a wrong turn and due to that she was 15 minutes late. There was this constant screeching noise in my head as she kept ranting, and that noise kept on increasing with every passing minute. It was feeling as if the noise in my head was overpowering me, and I had to make it stop!” he said, standing up from his chair. Everyone slid back as they saw him get up.
“I couldn’t bear the noise anymore, and I had to shut it at any cost. So I did make the noise stop,” he said with a wide scary smile. “I pushed her back into the car, as she got out, and muted her voice forever with these hands. And then she stopped talking. Slit her throat open with this knife,” he said, raising his hands and looking at his palms, with wide eyes. He took out a knife from his back pocket, with stains of dried blood all over it, and showed it to the group. He then slowly slid it back into his pocket.
Vivek stopped and stood with his hands near his face, as the group stared at him, completely perplexed. They could not believe that this was the same shy, well-mannered guy who had wowed them as he walked in. The man standing in front of them now, and narrating a horrendous murder, was a completely different man with malice and cruelty dripping from his wide red eyes.
“I need to use the washroom,” said Kaajal abruptly.
“How cliché. But I am going to be a good host and allow you to go to the washroom,” said Vivek signalling the man to accompany her. The man picked up Kaajal by the arm and followed her. First he inspected all the windows of the washroom and then let her in as he stood outside. After a while, the door unlocked, and Kaajal came out.
And just then, everyone heard a heavy deep cry of pain from the direction of the car.
“What the hell was that now!” wondered Vivek. He walked up to the door to check out. Vivek saw that the man who had accompanied the two kids came running inside with blood gushing through his half bit ear which he was holding with his hands. Vivek ran towards the man, confused by the sudden change of events.
Everyone stood up at once as they saw the man running in. Just then, Vibha saw some shiny metal like thing under the sofa and quickly slid her hand underneath to reach it.
“What the hell…BAAM! Vivek fell on the ground before completing his sentence with a thud. Blood gushed out of the bullet wound in his leg. Richa came running from behind with a rod and swung it hard, rendering the man with the injured ear unconscious. Kaajal came running into the living room with an injection in her right hand as she saw both Vivek and the man down on the floor with blood everywhere.
Abhimanyu ran towards the two men on the floor. “He is still alive,” said Abhimanyu checking the man’s pulse.
“Well played, guys…
Richa swung the rod again, rendering Vivek unconscious. “Enough with your talking,” she said.
“Are they still alive?” asked Nishant running inside the house.
“Yes, they are. It’s just that they are unconscious,” replied Abhimanyu.
“What about the third man?” asked Abhimanyu.
“He is unconscious too,” said Kaajal throwing away the syringe. “I injected him with a very heavy dose of cocaine from Nishant’s box in the washroom. But he is in critical condition right now. He needs medical help as soon as possible.”
“I say we kill them all,” said Nishant angrily.
“And then what? We all end up in jail,” said Richa.
“But we can’t just leave them here like this,” said Vibha panting heavily, as she couldn’t let the fact sink in, that she had just shot a man in his legs.
“We could take them to the hospital?” suggested Richa.
“No, we definitely can’t do that,” said Abhimanyu.
“Then how about we just leave them near a hospital so that in the morning someone eventually finds them,” said Kaajal as everybody looked at each other silently.
“Yeah, we could do that,” said Abhimanyu breaking the silence. “We could use Vivek’s car to carry them,” he added. “There is a government hospital on the outskirts of the town. We could take them there.”
“But we also have to get rid of the dead body in the boot and clean this up!” said Nishant impatiently which was accompanied by a thunder from the sky.
Present Day…
“Hence, it was decided that Abhimanyu and Richa would take these three men near the hospital,” narrated Kaajal as Erika and Avinash listened to it intently and recorded it. “While we were going to stay back and clean the house up,”
