The ship rocks gently as it docks at the Mumbai, Indian port. The anchor is expertly thrown off, it makes small splash as it submerges in the deep murky water steadily.
"Take the box off quick..there is very little time. The sun will set soon," whispers the 40 year old Captain to his loyal subordinate.
"Yes, Sir.." says Tony, whimpering.
"Don't be afraid, we are just doing what we are told. Remember we don't know what is in the box..it's just being dropped off as requested," he firmly states. He takes a deep breath and then waves Tony away.
"Her box is full of ancient gold. Even the ten percent share would make me a Billionaire. I just hope the right lad picks it up soon. This ship will be thoroughly checked once it reaches New York. But, now...," he excitedly whispers to himself, rubbing his hands in anticipation of the near future.
A horn blares from a small distance repeatedly three times.
He has done it. The box is taken off! The Captain smiles to himself, unaware that the wrong box has been taken off.
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"What's in this box it's so heavy, is it filled with bricks and stone," asks a young male voice.
"Shut up, you moron, just pick it up and lay it on the truck. There is someone at the office to pick it up on urgent basis," says a muffled voice.
I sigh deeply; I am tired of their gibberish talks. It was only a few moments ago that I woke up to the dialect of Hindi, the mother tongue of Indians. I have been hoping that they something important so that I can pick up as to where I am. I know I am no longer on the ship. I can no longer hear the quiet of the sea and waves lapping the window near which my coffin was kept.
I hear a loud click and I bare my fangs ready for my lunch. I might just drink them both. A man peers inside and screams as he screams as he sees me. I however faint, his ghastly stinking garlic breath overwhelming my senses. So much for being a vampire...but what to do I just hate garlic!
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Hi my readers,
I have decided to write this story for the 30 days challenge of #JustWriteIt contest. I don't know if I am able to complete this on time. But, I do hope that you will enjoy reading it. Please remember to vote, if you liked the concept so far.
"Dedicating this chapter to @Psychonauts for giving this book, it's very first comment :) Thank you so much for taking out time to read the prologue and comment encouraging words :)
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Vampire comes to India(#YourStoryIndia)
Teen FictionI don't know how the ship that was supposed to drop me off at a port in New York, halted in India and out of all the things that had to be taken off, was my coffin, with me sleeping peacefully inside. I am now stuck in a region called "Mumbai," in...
