The book contains various short stories and one shots written by me. Majorly dominated by Thalapathy Vijay. Because initially this book was only for him.
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Those whose names will not be revealed
This will be in script format (partly)
Time 11:30 Monday Night
Area- Bhandra, Mumbai
Location- Batla House
A man wearing a black shirt and blacks pants stumbles through the stairs with an injured foot. He limps towards the far end room while desperately typing in a number into a phone. He is covered in blood.
The floor beneath him shakes and there's a loud background boom of a bomb going off. He crawls into the room and shuts the door.
He crouches and hides in a corner. He dials the number again shaking in fear. The call connects 3rd time.
In a shaky yet urgent voice he whispers, "Bhai... Wo yahan aaya hai, Usne sabko maardiya... Bas main bacha hoon.. Main kya kar-"
Then, the door knob turned and his heart dropped.
As the door slid open, he could see the traces of blood on the man and smoke in the air, both evidences of the carnage outside.
The man held a revolver in his hand which was smoking indicating that it had already fired. He had used every other firearm he walked in with. The door opened completely and he walked into the light of the room.
