Murder mystery

chapter 2

EXT. ABANDONED BUS STOP – NIGHT

The dim, flickering streetlight bathes the bus stop in a sickly yellow glow. The wind howls through the empty street. A pair of sisters, KASHVI (15) and PRITI (14), sit huddled on a cold metal bench, sharing a thin, dirty blanket. The night is still, but the weight of their situation feels heavy in the air.
Priti, shivering, curls into a ball, her tear-streaked face pressed against her knees.

PRITI :-(soft, trembling)"Where are we going to go? Why are they all ignoring us?"
Kashvi clenches her jaw, her eyes sharp but tired. She holds a battered phone in her hand, scrolling through contacts—most of them disconnected or unhelpful.

KASHVI :-(quietly)"I don't know, Priti. I don't know."
Priti’s breath hitches as she glances at the pedestrians walking past them, uncaring. Her body starts trembling uncontrollably, fear and hunger finally breaking her down.

PRITI :-(sobbing, louder)"I want Mom… I want Dad… why did they leave us?"
She breaks down, her voice rising in desperation.

PRITI :-(screaming)"I WANT MOM AND DAD!"
Kashvi flinches, her calm starting to crack. She gets up suddenly, her mind racing.

KASHVI :-(firmly)"Priti, stop! Screaming won't bring them back!"
But Priti keeps crying, sobbing harder now. Kashvi takes a deep breath, staring at her phone again. Her eyes dart to one contact
Without hesitation, she dials.

EXT. A FEW FEET AWAY – NIGHT
Kashvi walks away from the bench, trying to block out Priti's cries. She paces as the phone rings in her ear.
At first no one recieves the call
Second time ,

VOICE ON PHONE :-(rough, deep)"Who is this?"
Kashvi’s voice shakes as she speaks.

KASHVI :-(quickly)"It’s Kashvi Ahuja, Deepak ahuja's daughter. You know my dad,he used to work with you. Priti and I… we need help."
A long, tense pause. Kashvi can hear her own heartbeat. Then—

Voice on phone :-(calm, deliberate)"Where are you?"
Kashvi's eyes dart to Priti, still crying on the bench.

KASHVI :-"We’re at an old bus stop on Crescent Avenue… We don’t know what to do."

Another pause.

Voice on phone :-"I’m sending someone. Fifteen minutes. Don’t move."

The line goes dead. Kashvi lowers the phone, her chest rising and falling with nervous breaths. She looks back at Priti, who’s still sobbing softly.

EXT. BUS STOP – CONTINUOUS

Kashvi returns to Priti and kneels beside her, gently placing a hand on her sister’s head.

KASHVI :-(softly)"Help is coming, Priti. We just have to wait a little longer."
Priti looks up at her through tear-filled eyes, confused and frightened.

PRITI :-(sniffling)"Who? Who’s coming?"

Kashvi forces a reassuring smile, though her own nerves are on edge.

KASHVI :- just blinkes her eyes, and says trust me.
Priti wipes her face, her eyes still red and puffy
Kashvi squeezes her sister’s hand, her eyes filled with quiet determination.

KASHVI :-"I know, Priti. I know. Trust me."
The wind howls louder, carrying with it the faint sound of an approaching car.

EXT. STREET OUTSIDE BUS STOP – MOMENTS LATER

The low rumble of an engine grows louder as headlights cut through the darkness. A sleek, black car, large and intimidating, pulls up to the curb. Its windows are pitch black, offering no glimpse of who or what is inside.

Kashvi tenses as the car comes to a stop. She stands, pulling Priti up with her.

The door opens, and a tall man in a black suit steps out. His face is stern, emotionless, and he moves with precision, like someone who is used to being in control. He walks toward the sisters, his presence commanding the air around him.

MAN IN BLACK SUIT :-(voice low, authoritative)"Kashvi. Priti."
Kashvi instinctively steps forward, shielding Priti behind her. She nods, trying to steady her breath.

KASHVI :-(quietly)"Yes."
The man nods once.

MAN IN BLACK SUIT :-"Mr. William sent me to pick you up."
Priti clutches Kashvi’s arm tighter, her eyes wide with fear. She tugs on Kashvi’s sleeve, her voice trembling.

PRITI :-(whispering, nervous)"Kashvi, who is this man?"
Kashvi leans down, her voice gentle but firm.

KASHVI :-"He’s here to help us, Priti. It’s okay."
But Priti’s fear is palpable, her hand gripping her sister like a lifeline.

PRITI :-(whispering)"How can you trust him? Do you… do you trust him?"
Kashvi’s heart pounds, but she looks directly into her sister’s eyes, her voice soft but unwavering.

KASHVI :-(whispering)"You’re the only one I trust after Dad, Priti. But right now… you need to trust me."
Priti hesitates, then nods slowly. Kashvi squeezes her hand as they both turn toward the car.

EXT. BLACK CAR – NIGHT

The man opens the rear door for them, his face unreadable. Kashvi climbs in first, then helps Priti inside. Once they’re settled, the man shuts the door. The tinted windows roll up, enclosing them in darkness.

The car pulls away from the curb, moving swiftly down the empty street.

INT. BLACK CAR – NIGHT

Priti clutches Kashvi’s hand tightly, her wide eyes looking out at the night as the city slowly disappears behind them. The silence in the car is heavy, broken only by the hum of the engine.

PRITI :-(whispering, tense)"Where are we going?"
Kashvi glances out the window as the car begins winding its way up a hill, the city lights growing smaller in the distance.

KASHVI :(softly)"I don’t know."

EXT. HILL ROAD – NIGHT

The car speeds up a winding road, its tires gripping the asphalt as it climbs higher. Ahead, perched atop the hill, the dark outline of a massive mansion looms like a shadowy fortress. It’s imposing, eerily quiet against the blackened sky.

INT. BLACK CAR – CONTINUOUS

Priti’s grip on Kashvi’s hand tightens as the mansion comes into view. She swallows hard, her voice barely a whisper.

PRITI :-(whispering)"Kashvi… where are we?"
Kashvi doesn’t answer. She just watches as the car draws closer to the mansion, the tension thick in the air.
As the gates of the mansion swing open, the car drives inside, leaving the rest of the world behind.