The Hell Games (Kalki Chronicles)

His World

"There is no better haven than one's own self", thought Xavier, while waiting for Samaira.

"They have come. Let us meet them", said Catherine.

"How was your stay in Ahmednagar?" asked Catherine.

"I want to go to the washroom first", thought Samaira.

She did not reply and went to her room. Samaira wasn't feeling well with the idea of being played with now and then.

"She is one strong mind for me", murmured Rita's instrument. But she seems worn out and tired from everything that happened in Ahmednagar.

"Is our purpose served?" Both Catherine and Xavier enquired from Rita's Instrument who said that the Chandrika's Aks has left this body long time back. It is now Rita's instrument through which others will play their game of food making.

"Please call me Bela", she said. I like the name. In our world, we don't have names since we are not born. Only our doll was born, hence she has a name with which we play.

And yes. Our purposes are partially fulfilled. We had got instructions to bring her back home safely so we came back at the earliest, replied Bela.

What do we do now? We have to play with her again. Others are also wanting to make their food through her. Other tasks will also be undertaken under the direct supervision of Sebastian Sir, Dev Sir and other seniors who have already played their part. They are our masters while we are their slaves.

"We are all linked to her body and hence till we are formed completely she will make our food", thought Catherine.

Look around outside on the main road, Catherine said to Bela. What do you see?

I see a crowd of persons accumulated at certain pockets all over the street, at times indulging in the offences of affray, replied Bela.

They are all those magical gaits who have recently been formed and are yearning for peace. They are formed through the game but they don't know what is to be done next, said Catherine

We are taking care of that doll who is our life. We need to be very careful in our dealings with her. Our seniors are sending us instructions through our trans-medium every second.

Each of our duties are earmarked by them.

Yes. I know. My duty is to prepare food for everyone and through the food, black magic will be made through Samaira especially when she eats the contaminated food, said Bela.

We are a family for her with whom she will have to stay. I am like her previous sister whom she loved like her daughter. She shouldn't know who we are in our making unless our seniors want it to be revealed.

Do you want to go to khidderpore after sometime? It is one of the biggest hubs of black magic in our dimension. Get ready, said Catherine to Bela.

What about Samaira? Should we take her with us?

What is her need in Khidderpore? Our place is no less than any black magician's den but let us see how other magical gaits are doing? We will also indulge in some black magic in her name.

We shall be leaving after lunch, said an excited Catherine.

At lunch, we will discuss about certain financial dealings with respect to her, said Bela. Xavier Sir had received certain instructions from our masters regarding that. You need not worry about finances.

We will pledge some gold and take some gold loan from Manapuram gold loan, Kalighat branch in name of Samaira Sidhwani (as is part of our black magic practices). It is one of our methods of food making. We dwell in all such places of gold. Further, I will show that I will go to work till evening to the erstwhile office of our master, Harlyn which is in Barabazar of this dimension and earn some money through prostitution. We will earn some money through these methods of gold, prostitution, falsehood, betting, lottery etc. However, we need to do something about Samaira. How will she continue with us without any financial help? She cannot share our finances. It is prohibited.