The Hell Games (Kalki Chronicles)

His Manipulations

1st January 2021 - He was standing tall with Alan. Denver could be seen from a faraway distance. Two most renowned gaits of Alan's gang. They were all waiting outside the Airport of Ahmednagar to receive them. The trio, Samaira, Catherine and Bela were travelling to Ahmednagar after putting the Flat 5C, the incantation cell, on rent.

"They have come. Let us go and meet them". Alan curbed his excitement.

He welcomed them and drove them towards their car.

"How was your journey?" spoke Denver and helped them with their baggage.

"It was good", replied Catherine.

"No. It was humorously tiring", added Samaira

"Humorously. May I know what is so humorous about it?" irked Denver.

"The doll is highly proactive", he murmured to Catherine and spoke through his transmedium.

"We were robbed of all the important articles at the airport", cried Samaira

Robbed?

Yes. Scissors, Knife and some other articles which are prohibited to be carried to the flight were all taken from us. To add to our peril, the airport authorities asked us to carry our own weighty polythene bags at our own mercy.

What was the humour in it? smiled Denver.

Catherine looked ugly carrying an extra baggage in her hand all throughout the journey.

"She must be kidding", laughed Catherine and gave a hideous look to Samaira as if she wanted her to shut up.

"No. Seriously". Samaira gave a witty smile. "All three of us bore our burden all throughout the journey. Our journey was humorously tiring".

Now take us through the roads of Ahmednagar to our new place. We want to explore the streets of the city, said Bela.

Flashes of memory passed by as the car passed through the same streets of the city where Samaira was taken to during the game.

It is 10 pm now. Am hungry? Can you hurry up? cried Catherine.

Why didn't you eat anything? Oh I forgot. How could you eat? You were heavy with your baggage, giggled Denver.

Don't tease her. Concentrate on the wheels, smiled Alan.

"Here it is. We have reached New Maninagar. Your new home. Denver parked the car while others followed Alan.

Come Samaira, said Alan. Denver helped them with their baggage. In the meantime, Samaira looked around exploring the surroundings.

"It is on the 3rd Floor, said Denver. Please proceed while we are leaving for our home.

"Why won't you join us?" Bela looked happy after reaching home. "Come upstairs".

"No, it is quite late. We will come to meet you all tomorrow. See ya tomorrow".

"What time will you come?"

"I will let you know, Catherine", shouted Denver who was about to take a U-turn and drive his car towards another lane in the area.

That night, everybody rejoiced as Samaira was welcomed on a different note. Different because she was subjected to Black magic. A practice which her family members learnt from Alan and used on Samaira. As a result, she developed some pain in her left eye. Her eyes started blinking. Sooner, they sucked up most of the energies from her vision through their practices and showed that they are the "biggest magical gaits" here.

At first, she couldn't sleep and then she couldn't stay upright for sometime. Restlessness caught her attention and she lost her calm. It took almost an hour for her to come to terms with her inner self. Her pain wouldn't lessen till morning.