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Originally posted by: sisodia_shefali
yeepee a new one
nice start but this time do we have she or is it just SHE 😉
thanks for pm
Originally posted by: Snehajain
Awesome start...
Who is she???...😕😕😕Continue soon...Thanks for PM...
ok...😆😆Originally posted by: greensakthi
this is just a suspense story.😃Note:v'll get more he-s soon, so careful abt every one..

A Coherent Codicil!
Part-2:
"Goodbye. I am leaving because I am bored."
Last words of George Saunders.
He entered into the elevator with his team. As the management had stopped the circulation of people moving to the second floor, it was easy to reach the room in seconds.
As the team came outside the elevator he put his gloves on and bent down to reach the cap of some bottle, which glistened in the elevator light.
He picked it up and smelled it.
It had a nasty smell. It must be of some hard drinks, he thought.
He tried to read the seal on the cap and it said it was a foreign drink.
"Chottu!"
"Sir!"
.~.
M-for mystery:
He came out of the room, closed the door behind and placed the hand-kerchief into his pocket. The zipper of the bag started troubling as he tried to close the bag. He decided that was not the right time for a struggle then. He clutched the bag tight and moved fast.
He crossed the corridor and turned at the elevator towards the staircase. He heard someone was approaching from the stairs.
To hide his identity, he turned his face towards the elevator reached the button and pressed.
He entered into the elevator and closed the door immediately."
.~.
They entered into the room. The room boy, standing at the door followed them.
The man was there under the sofa, showing his contorted face with agony.
The room was clean except him.
.~.
M-for mystery:
(here, 'he' is the killer and 'the man' is the victim)
He checked the corridor before he entered in.
He placed the bag before him, " I bought you some drinks!" he started.
"I knew you would!"
"Your favorite brand!"
"For you?"
He took another bottle out.
"Do you have a glass here?"
"Over there!"
He poured a generous amount of whisky in one glass and opened the other bottle and poured for himself.
"Cheers!"
Once the glass was put down, he poured some more for the other man.
When the second glass was consumed half, the man started feeling the irritation in his chest.
Within moments the irritation arose from his esophagus to throat. The man could not speak, the man realized.
The man tried to get the attention of the one sitting opposite, with his hands.
But he was not moving a bit, just watching the man quietly.
As moments passed the agony increased tremendously, made the man's face twisted.
The glass in the man's hand fell on the tip of the wooden teapoy and shattered into pieces.
That caught him off- guard. He stirred in his seat and stood. He reached the man and bent down. He started collecting the glass pieces and filled them in his bag.
Once he was sure that there was no single piece was left behind, he took his glass poured it back into the bottle and packed both bottles.
He gave a last glance over the man, slipping from the sofa.
He quietly let himself out of the room.
.~.
The man was in a half sitting position, with eyes wide open.
There was a splash of some liquid on the teapoy.
His pants had absorbed most of the liquid spilled on the teapoy.
The receptionist said, he checked in two hours back.
"The room was booked over phone sir!"
"No sir! He came alone!"
"Our two glasses are missing!"
"No sir! We don't provide drinks!"
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How was it drs? Do tell me!!
Note: drs, the first part was short 'cuz it was just an intro part, if u still feel the same in this part too then i'm ready to change it into a '3S' happily, tell me girls!!
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