The Third Dimension (2023) #Wattys2024

23-1952

It was the night, when someone young and handsome man was lurking at the office, drinking some champagne which might eventually bewilder the mind. The rest of the police officers were dancing with joy of announcing Urdu as the official language of the East Pakistan, which would eventually go up to a disastrous range. Certain people with good looks and confidence might not work always because, slow and steady wins the race, as simply said.

Kareem, the bad boy of the authority might be a cheerful, chilled-out person, until, one of the soldier commented 'you...are...a....failure!' It made his eyes, rounded.

When he got up from the wooden chair, where all his achievements were shining less from the deep, sun-like lights. The drunk and Kareem both smirked at each other as of former lovers.

"The word 'failure' could demoralize the person to such an extent that they misuse their success, isn't it? Officer?" sneered Kareem, in a similar way to interrogate a criminal. Until, the smirk slowly fades to an anger management, clawed his palms on the finger and was about to hold his throat.

Until, he heard a sound of horror, where the howl of the wolf and the cold mist led into the call of the owl. Continuous cackling laughs surprised the officers with fear and peed their pants, except for Kareem who got curious about the 'cacophony ghosts', plus little did he knew, the jinn do exist in certain spiritual beliefs. Everything would not always be logical on its ways to turn around.

The curious Kareem held up the pistol that spooky sounds continuously roared.

"SHOW UP! YOU Fu..."

Until the water balloons had been thrown down along with the pouring of the waterfall. Karim's fingers, trembled with fear that the pistol slipped. He ran through the woods behind the police station. He saw dead bodies coming out from the floor that made him scream to death. He ran like a loony and idiotic such as if a cartoon character or an innocent child would react to.

He ran back to the office, crawling as if he was tired. Kareem found someone offering a bottle of water. When he looked at the person, he was terrified of his creepy smile. It was one of his constables.

"Sir, water"

Kareem, a brave and bold officer showed signs of his cowardliness that got him: fainted. The ghost worn off their disguises, revealing to be Shyamol, Haleem, Salam and the theater group who was indirectly protesting against the officer. They got into the hideout and enjoying their meal, cooked by Haleema and Aameer. Mamun got curious of Shotto's absence that actually started to feel it by smelling a bundle of rats.

"So, Salam, where is Shotto?" asked Mamun.

"I think, she's probably taking care of her father. He had been ill since few days" answered Salam.

Mamun could have asked more, but stopped himself, because as Jawad, he already knew about Shotto. Otherwise, he had a plan in mind which might change the lot of event forever. If it was Mamun from the original timeline, he couldn't have suspected about Shotto among the crowd of students, or even Salam.

It was interrupted by Haleem who was chanting his scary stories, until, Mamun asked about the 'living dead bodies' in the woods behind the station, Haleem was at the utmost shock, which was not actually the part of plan. Hence, he felt that it was something to do with certain dimensions that the time travel even signaled.

Another day, Haleem and Haleema went through the shop. They opened the shutter, started to clean the shop and sat. The first customer they arrived was a Pakistani soldier who was reading a newspaper, with a shocking heading. It was written 'ARE BENGALIS THE INVADERS OF THE EAST PAKISTAN?'