The next day, I was getting ready for my last visit to factory, there was just some formalities pending. Dai Aunty comes in, she arrives with the breakfast, Sunita accompanies her. I was happy as she paid a visit. Sunita told that her husband will come today by afternoon. Sunita, Dai Aunty and I were having breakfast. We had a light conversation, Sunita asked about my stay at house. I said, “Everything is gravy here, but there’s a concern here.” Sunita narrows her eyes and asks, “What concern Bro? Is it the power cut?” I smiled, “No, No, it’s never gonna be that. Every night, I hear the incessant sounds, as if someone’s knocking, later I feel that someone is making his presence as a shadow on the wall, sitting on the chair near the hearth.
Yesterday, when I was staring at wall, and turned towards chair. I saw a translucent figure on the chair, in few seconds the thing vanished.” Dia Aunty face was agape, she uttered in grave tone, “It’s that old devil, the owner of the house. Oh! God. Sir, please take care……. take care.” Sunita looked at her and me. I replied, “Don’t worry Aunty. I would take care, perhaps it was just an illusion.” Sunita said, “Yes Bro. You gotta take care, now my hubby is coming too, so we will definitely help you.” I chuckled, “Thanks y’all. I truly appreciate and will call y’all for assistance.
We had our breakfast, and then, I requested Dai Aunty to clear the pictures on the wall. She acknowledged it. I left for the factory.
Little I knew that the picture on the wall belonged to a promiscuous man. There would be rising crescendos of horror in the house.
