The Hell Games (Kalki Chronicles)

Reminiscences

"I am hungry. Let's make some pasta," Samaira begins cooking.

I want to try something interesting. Reading a novel might help me with my creative appetite.

Excitedly, she begins reading her favourite genre when she envisions certain things. She starts murmuring -

"As I move through the dark corners of the tunnel, the dreaded spider mobs welcome me with their "other guests". A bright beam of light glowing into a thousand splinters forges in with great pride unleashing its motive of tearing the density of the ever so mysterious clouded mist. Heavy spells of moist dampen the cracked walls leaving room for morbid and mosses to settle.

The heights of the pillars show no limits to the sky and abound my imagination with thrill and excitement. The various colors of the rainbows give way to the dark black hues paving the way to some lighter shades.

The sudden hisses of the snakes can be heard while the cries of the small minions leave my heart foreboding. A sudden discomfiture shrieks my mind with words of fear.

At some distance of about 24 kilometers, I see a lace of beads some of which might have been lost by now with the holy cross appurtenant to it.

Who on earth could have meddled with the holy beads?

Wait a minute. I cannot believe what I am seeing.

It is an upturned cross. Blood is oozing out of the cross. Instead of tears coming out of his eyes, it is hot blood trickling down slowly.

"Whoa, what happened?

Lights out.

All had to happen now.

Gosh, looks like something.

What place was that? Where was it? The place looked little familiar. It looked like some devil's abode.

Why do I get hallucinations? I was in the middle of such a romantic twist in my novel. What a ruin? I don't feel good about it.

Samaira goes to the kitchen to drink some water. While quenching her thirst, she hears the phone ringing continuously. Speedily she picks up the receiver to hear the voice.

"Hello, Samaira, it's me Dev".

For some time, she couldn't understand what to say. Her nervousness became apparent in her speech. She responded –

"How are you doing? Sir"

"I am fine. I wanted to invite you for a discussion with the group members on the new project. Please come to the Institute tomorrow. The discussion will be during lunch hours" Dev Continued

"I will be present there, Sir"

Silence prevailed between them for around five minutes, when Samaira spoke again.

"And anything more, Sir",

"You are literature", he mumbled

"What did you just say"?

"I said that you are literature".

"I take it as a compliment, Sir, thanks".

A pause of silence swept across their conversation. The only sound that could be heard was that of her heartbeat. It started beating faster than before.

With no respite, she bids goodbye to Dev even though she doesn't want to do so.

It was her day off from work. She visited the nearby church for some peace of mind. She also wanted some introspection on her recurrent dreams, some of which were nightmares. Passing through a street behind her home, she proceeds towards the Church.