"Why the f**k do you have Polaroid pictures of the girls that were murdered in our area?" Asked Sreenivas.
"Wha..what are you talking about?" Asked Harsh.
"Answer me, Harsh. Why do you have pictures of the girls that were murdered?" Asked Sreenivas.
"Hey, relax, and hear me out." Said Harsh.
"There is nothing left to hear." Said Sreenivas.
"Please, don't tell anyone about this." Harsh pleaded and fell to his knees.
"Give me a reason." Said Sreenivas.
"Please, trust me. I need to do this." Harsh said with tears in his eyes.
"You're telling me you need to kill innocent girls and I'm supposed to believe that, right." Said Sreenivas.
"I'm sorry, what?" Harsh started laughing.
"Are you some sort of psychopath? Two seconds ago you were crying and now you're laughing." Said Sreenivas.
"It's... It's just that you called them innocent. I didn't kill anyone innocent. All of them killed someone first." Said Harsh.
"Okay, I'll believe they killed someon. The law is there, isn't it?" Asked Sreenivas.
"It isn't. When you kill someone, they take actions against you. But if you force someone, directly or indirectly, to commit suicide, no one takes action against you." Said Harsh.
"What does that have to with this?" Asked Sreenivas.
"I'm just cleaning the city from people the law can't." Said Harsh.
"I don't know if I should be frustrated or impressed." Said Sreenivas.
"Huh? That was a sudden change of emotions." Said Harsh.
"You are technically right if that's the actual reason why you are doing this." Said Sreenivas.
"What about the frustrated or impressed thing?" Asked Harsh.
"I don't know if I should be frustrated because my best friend is a serial killer or impressed because he's so genius that he could literally get a girl out of a crowded party without looking suspicious and kill her without anyone knowing." Said Sreenivas.
"I mean, she did find me attractive so it wasn't much trouble." Said Harsh.
"Still, how did you do it?" Asked Sreenivas.
"Let's go back in time a bit." Said Harsh.The Previous Night
At The Bar"I hope I stay safe here." Sandhya said to herself.
Suddenly, a guy approached her whom she found pretty attractive.
"You're gorgeous. Mind if I buy you a drink?" Asked Harsh.
"No, I don't mind at all." Said Sandhya.After a few drinks
"Hey, do you wanna go to my place?" Asked Harsh.
"Sure, I would love to." Said Sandhya.
"Let's go."A few moments later
"Wait, where are you taking me? This can't be your house." Said Sandhya.
"Ever thought who left those Polaroids and that letter on your doorstep?" Asked Harsh.
"No! Don't tell me it's you!" Said Sandhya.
"It is me." Said Harsh.
"Why are you doing this?" Asked Sandhya.
"Do you remember Arjun? The guy you cheated on." Said Harsh.
"I..I did not cheat on him." Said Sandhya.
"Yes, you did. He mentioned it in his suicide note." Said Harsh.
"That's why you're killing me!" Said Sandhya.
"Shut the f**k up!" Said Harsh.Present Time
"And here I was thinking you could never get any girls." Said Sreenivas.
"It's not because I can't do that, it's because I don't want to do that." Said Harsh.
"You know what, keep doing whatever you want. I won't stop you." Said Sreenivas.
"Thank you so much." Said Harsh.
"See you in the evening." Said Sreenivas.
"Bye." Said Harsh.
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The Polaroid Nightmare
Mystery / ThrillerThere is a serial killer who is taking Polaroid pictures of his victims and sending it to them with a letter explaining how he's going to kill them. Then there is a florist who thinks the serial killer is doing the right thing. Do they both have a r...