Why is it always me? I never questioned that as I always felt normal towards what had happened to me until I diluted myself in society more. I understood that the situations that I experience are not normal but if I tell someone I am pretty sure I will be marked as insane which I am not. I am perfectly capable to daily routine stuff, I have good grades and pretty good mind. I also exercise regularly. Maybe this is the only way I can express my internal storm.
Once again I am compelled to write, to express my past events... to tell one more piece of happenstance.
We recently got our semester break and were packing for home visits but before going home as a celebration of successfully suffering through exams, we buds: Myself, Abhay and Raghav came up with a plan to travel a little bit. We set out to see Adi Yogi.
The journey started with we getting on the bus, then changing the bus again twice along the route. After a lot of struggle we finally arrived at the remote location. It was faraway secluded open area where a lot of people gathered. Maybe in numbers of 200 or 500 we were sitting in the middle so as to get the complete view. Finally the show started and we enjoyed it quite bit. The journey that started 4 hours ago was now coming to an end with everyone's stomach growling. It is getting late now. It is 9 o' at night now.
For the second phase we decided to stay at the bus station for the night and go watch sunrise at Nandi Hills. We struggled to go back to the bus station as the road got jam packed with vehicles coming for 2nd time show and others returning from the 1st show. I got out of the bus and walked to see whether there are some transport available or not. There was not inch of movement so we all three got out and decided to make it to the main road but suddenly there was movement. Now I was separated from my friends. In desperation I get on the other bus that was just getting departed. I quickly called the other two friends to take the bus as well. I informed them that I am on the bus right now. Since, Raghav, being a bit fat, was not able to run and catch the bus so Abhay stayed with him and departed alone for the bus station.
I still remember the relax I felt when I arrived at the bus station from where I walked to the train station. Now I had to wait only for the other two to arrive on the other bus. Surely, now my stomach is growling too much so I head to the nearby shop. The shop is well lit and decorated with tubelights.
As I walk to the corner shop I get more and more attracted to the items they were selling. There were chocolates, chips, and even custom made patties, pastries and sweets. I got at the counter and anticipated what to eat. Something good and sweet that also fills up the tummy a lil bit. Finally I settled on patty and chocolate. I got the Rs. 20 Cadbury. Then I got a closer to see what to get next. Shopkeepers were displeased... why ?.... I am just taking a look, not gonna steal or anything. With a hesitation I take a look anyways... on looking closer I notice something was off... everything looked drooped as looked more closer and carefully. Everything was alright but nothing was in sync with me. I the patties looked uncanny at a closer look. There were also burgers but the patty piece had a fingernail in it? I am pretty sure I am wrong and it is something else but again I thought about it a second time...
I did not feel right and the time being about 12..., maybe about 11:45 pm or something, I took a quick decision to walk back to the bus station and com back later with Abhay and Raghav. I turn around and they called out to me in an eerie voice "Hey boy won't you buy something. You look tired." I instinctively felt as if I turned around something worse than death, worse than nightmares will happen. I started to ran but suddenly a hand grabbed my shoulder. No wait a more accurate description would be a hook. The hand hooked my shoulder with long nails plunging deeply into my bone as I feel fading away in pain, anticipating in pain.... I have accepted my fate but I want to peek. I look back....
I see two figures standing infront of brightly lit vibrant shop looking at me.... staring blankly, white eyes, with wide smiles stretching upto their eyes. Uncanny yet looked like human. No wonder that shop was so vibrant. Vibrant as the single light in dark deep sea. Only made to attract oblivious minds. *With a painful sigh* I accepted my fate as my consciousness fade away.
But then I am suddenly taken aback by the voice of Abhay calling to me. I wake up standing in middle of street. He suddenly pulls me asking me why am I standing in middle of road. I was lucky it was night time and not many vehicles were running. I escaped death? Was that really an end. Yet another normal day it was as I hallucinated. I guess... that's why one should travel in group. I begin to step into the last bus to our destiny as I turn back to take a look at shop but there was none?! The things I felt... fake ? I guess definitely I hallucinated.... Anyways I sat on back seat and ate the chocolate that I bought. What?
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Won't Feel a Thing
TerrorA short paranormal experience of mine while I was a 2nd year staying in hostel.