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Outfits 👆

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Outfits 👆

Avneet's POV :

okay.. So my strategy is gonna be simple I just need to make him burst at me by anger as it's the only way of revealing the clue from him I know he can harm me.. But I have this switch and this force around so I'm positive..

"Avu are u sure about this?" asked Jannat as we stepped out the lift heading towards the interrogation room where he's bought already

"I'm damnn sure.. You don't pressurise your pity small brain cells" I said smacking her head

"Avuuu yaar ,don't joke... Okayyy.. I'm serious" She whined worried

"I'm not joking yaar.. I'm also serious only ,now stop your interrogation and let me enter room" I said her as we reached the Interrogation room with the force

The vibe's quite spooky here...

(Interrogation room)

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(Interrogation room)

"Ma'am just switch the press when you need us" Said a Officer assuring me

I nodded and turned towards the door.. I'm nervous..
Breathe in breathe out everything's gonna be fine I assured myself and entered inside

I spotted him sitting .. His back was facing me and he's looking down

He's quite creepy..

"Heyy.. Hii " I said cheerfully settling myself on chair opposite him a table between us

He's just mumbling something looking down and scratching his skin of hands making blood ooze out of it

Nothing new, blood brings them peace
I was about to ask him when he said..

"Don't go merry round.. The psycho's still on ground" He said laughing evilly in poetic tone

I knew what he meant..

"Okay.. I'm not going merry round just answer this simple question of mine.. Will you? I asked him calmly

"Demon's say that you are pain in arse
Killing you is a sinny curse"
He said snapping his neck suddenly gazing me with a evil, devlish smirk on his face.. In the same poetic tone

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