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Episode 1
The sky was dark with obvious sparks from the stars above. The alley was silent occasionally interrupted by a dog howling against each-other in the cold monsoon night. It is in one such cliche nights that the story begins. The soft rustling of the dried leaves on the ground broke the still silence of the misty night. A guy's silhouette appeared at the horizon, he was walking pushing his bike. And when he was near a lamp post, he parked his bike and took out his phone and dialed a number and took his phone to his ears. All he could hear was the "Your call is waiting. The number you have called is busy. Stay on the line or please try again later."He has been hearing this the whole day.In frustration he looked up to the sky shouting his lungs out, "Allah! What's your problem? Why are you playing with me? I'm going to try one more time and she better pick up the phone."He tried again.This time the ring did go.He held his breath praying, "Pick up. Pick up. Pick up." with his fingers crossed with so much force.Two rings and, "The person you are trying to call is busy. Please try again later."He looked blank in shock, it was so evident that the person on the other end didnt want to talk to him. He slid down by the lamp post, feeling dejected and at with a thud on the foot path. The phone fell off next to him, "Is it all? Is she never going to talk to me again?"He swallowed hard. A moment passed by as he looked at the darkness ahead searching for nothing.He took his hands to his face breathing in and out slowly to keep himself calm and slowly looked up.The light from the lamp fell on him revealing a handsome looking guy in his late twenties with worry written all over his face.*Nokia tune*He took the phone with so much happiness in his face, "Hello! Tanveer?" not even reading the caller ID.What came back was a man's laughter. Looking confused, he checked the phone ID, "Oh! Ayan. Tell me. What is it?"Ayan, "What do you mean by what is it? It's Saturday night. It's party time. Come to Multiplex Mall in 15 minutes, Asad. Everyone is waiting for you."Asad, "I'm not in the mood."Ayan, "Oye! You better come. Or you are in jail tomorrow."Asad chuckled, "Ya. Sure I'll come."Ayan, "Come soon! Party is gonna start!" and he cut the call.Asad got up wiping off the dirt from his denim jeans, "Should I go? Maybe Tanveer will be there." looking at the phone again and smiling sarcastically looking at the wallpaper of him and Tanveer together.******Meanwhile at a discotheque in the mall,Ayan, "Here Najma and Tanveer. Have a coke." and he handed over coke cans to the two gorgeous looking girls dressed in jeans and shirt.Najma, "Where is Asad? Is he coming?" Asad, Ayan, Najma and Tanveer were childhood friends and they always had a get together on Saturdays.Ayan sitting on the couch next to a stranger, "Ya. Of course he will. What is it Tanveer? Do you guys have a fight or something?" looking over to their childhood friend, who looked less cheerful than usual.Tanveer, "Oh. Its nothing. The usual thing."******Asad, "I'm never gonna reach the mall." walking slowly pushing his bike. His bike wouldn't start and he had to walk all the way to the main road now before he could take a lift or something. Just then, he heard a motor sound in a distance, "Is that a bike?" turning around to the sound. Two headlights appeared in sight, "It's a car!" and he parked his bike, stood in the middle of the road waving frantically.When the car neared him he noticed that it was coming at a high speed. For a second he thought the car didn't have control and it would hit him. The car speed near him, the driver seemed to have come to senses at the minute and the car took a sharp turn to the right missing Asad by inches but hitting the bike and over-turning twice. Asad covered himself from the sparks that emerged and slowly looked up when the overturning came to a complete halt.The car was straight thankfully.Slowly but steadily Asad looked around; the silence was becoming scary now. The place still deserted.He walked towards the car calling out, "Hello? Are you alright?"No response.He went near it.It was a latest Mercedez-Benz car looking still safe after the overturning.He went closer to the driver's seat, "He...llo...?"It looked like the driver was a lady. He could see that she was lying on the steering, with her long silky hair covering her, "Hello?"He slowly put her hair to the other side; in the process revealing a simple Z' tattooed on her neck. He looked towards the other seats and saw that she was alone. He carefully held her by the the shoulder and held her up.He held her unconscious face.Her mascara was running down her cheeks indicating that she might have been crying. There was no blood. She wasn't cold either. He could feel the warmth. She wasn't dead, for sure.He should call the ambulance.He took out his phone to call' only to notice to his dismay that the phone was battery dead.Breathing in and out for a couple of times to stay calm, he held her chin and shook her, "Hello? Madam?" He went closer to her face. He could hear her breathing.He shook her a little more violently, "Madam?"The lady slightly opened her eyes moaning softly in pain, "Madam? Are you alright? Do you have a phone? I can call the police or ambulance."The lady jerked at the mention of police,"...nno..noo...po..lice..no.." in a faint voice; shaking her head with so much pain, "...do...nt...nyone...they'll...kill...save...me...plz...Asad...hum..ei...is waiting...", she swallowed, shutting her eyes again going back to being unconscious.He tried shaking her again, "Who will kill you? Who is waiting? Hum what? Madam?"He looked around helplessly at the deserted place and then at the girl in his arms.She had just called him Asad but he could swear on his life that he had never seen this girl before. Who was this girl? Dressed in bridal attire? Driving a world class model car in the middle of the night? And the crazy part was she had just instructed him not to call anyone especially the police? What kind of danger was she in? Did that indirectly mean that even he was in danger too? What the hell should he do now?This had to be the worst day of his life.***** Edited by Gisel - 10 years ago
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