Saturday, July 20, 2013

Believe in Me - Chapter 3 - Decide Over the Well - Genre: Thriller

Chapter 3

Decide Over the Well

Expectations always crumble when faced with reality, whether it was good or bad didn’t matter. It was just that the world worked in mysterious ways which our minds could never comprehend. I found the stick note in the drawer where I had placed and locked, in the same upturned position so I didn’t feel the need to worry about it anymore. It was just a bad dream I had yesterday.

I sighed relief bordered with a small disappointment. I had to accept the fact that a small curiosity was starting to bud in my heart ever since I received the anonymous note but maybe that was an over rated response. Nothing ever happened in an IT company apart from the resource billing and allocation which would never make sense for anyone.

Work was routine and it didn’t change for my likings. I was pretty much occupied with the documents and decks to be prepared and delivered by EOD. Time went forward without my permission and before I closed my worksheet the lunch time had come. I got into the elevator to get to the ground floor. My friend was waiting for me in one of the cafeterias in our humungous campus. 

“Btw where had Sri gone?” Someone in the elevator asked the guy next to him.

“Don’t know… I think she left home. Some family emergency. Didn’t even wait to tell me yesterday”, the guy was wearing a blue shirt and ivory colored pants answered. His voice was jittery and showed more fear than respect, probably he might be a trainee and the other guy should be his project leader or manager. Being a writer, I had to observe the behavior of people more keenly in a manner no one ever did so that my readers won’t have a chance to complain my characters were not humane. 

“She texted you? I didn’t get any mail from her”, definitely a project leader – I assumed.

“No Siva… Tried reaching her this morning. She didn’t pick it. Last night she had written a note saying family emergency and left.”

“How did she leave? You take the same cab as that of her na? I mean I have not even approved the cab request for the day. How could she have left?” Siva enquired with his eyebrows fighting with each other.

“Don’t know Siva. Might be some relatives would have come. You can call her and ask na”, He pushed the responsibility to the PL.

That was the moment; I felt a shudder in my body. I couldn’t understand why but I felt something had gone terribly wrong in this picture. For a moment, the elevator froze in its mid-descendance. The note written and left for the other guy and a girl named Sri disappearing. It was somewhat coincidental.

This is not right…

First of all, I wanted to know more about the missing girl. These guys got inside the elevator from the 5th floor which was right above mine and there was just a single account put up and the other side was dedicated for future projects so they belonged to the KHCL project. I would find out about her soon.

Suddenly I remembered something which I should have done long before. The elevator halted in the ground floor. I got out of it as it was about to start moving towards the basement. Instead of waiting for its ascending, I took the stairs and climbed to the 4th floor with skips and leaps. Though, I was physically fit for such action, still my body still panted - due to the missed work outs in the last few months due to publishing work. 

After precise 1.5 minutes, I was standing in the 4th floor in-front of the glass door sweating and panting. I swiped my card to gain access and dodged the people who came out of the ODC. I rushed to my seat and opened the drawer with the key I had hanged along with the ID card near my chest.
I held the yellow stick notes lying down untouched. At least that was what I thought. And the shock awaited me there. 

“A day is dawned, when night meets the sun, so does this life, when you go blind.”
“Tonight @ 12, let’s see the blinded face”

It was not the same note which I had left there lying yesterday. It had been replaced by someone. And the most frightening part was; it barely made any sense. It was talking about a blinded face. This was not a joke. Sudden disappearance of the girl was related to my not being there yesterday night at 12. It was a cruel jape on me and I felt responsible for the whole mess but I was not ready for whatever that was about to meet me.

“A blinded face?”

It reminded me of a face without eyes or eyes hollowed out. My mind was playing tricks on me. Even my own mind was against my well being. Fear had deposited itself deep inside me. Once again I had options but now, the loss if I failed to make the right decision would be of a girl’s life or even another.

Whatever it was, I was ready to face it and the decision had been made. I would stay and meet the blind face no matter how much scary it would look to be. And only a fool would chose to fight a battle where he had no chance to win and I thought I was not that great a fool. I looked around for things which would help me protect myself in case things didn’t go well.

Found a screw driver lying beneath the round table inside the conference room near the CPU. It was better than not having a knife. I hid it inside my shirt to avoid cameras and my enemy’s notice who should have been right there but whom I was failing to identify and brought it back to the ODC.

“Sheela, I think I will stay here tonight. Have a deliverable to be finished by early morning tomorrow”, I informed Sheela.

“Which one? That workflow modification? I thought you had finished it long back. It’s ok. We can ask the customer for more time. You don’t have to stretch for that.” She tried.

“It’s ok. I will finish it. If I don’t do it, I won’t get a good night sleep”, I gave her a quick defeated smile.

“Hmmm, get a life Ashwin”, she told and left early for the day.

I face palmed thinking of my fate having to listen to her saying that to me.

Now, everything had been set. The stage had been made for the actors. The hero stayed in his position waiting for the villain to arrive. I was not a born fighter but I did have a few fights during my college and I knew I could handle a guy for sure. But there was a small confusion in my head. How could someone reach out to me without being noticed by the cameras outside? It would be possible only if the person was already inside for a very long time. 

Still I waited for the blind face to show up.

“Life is a battle even for our enemies, so it will always be fair.”


1 comment:

Naresh said...

Interesting.. What is next??? Post it soon....