The Everlasting Guilty Hope

The beginning

"You may not like it, but you have to eat it for the sake of your redemption" said Hanan. "This may seem a bit more than just a fun. It looks like a punishment for me! Why do I have to eat garlic?" asked Nazr. "This is just a dare from James, (smirk) and a little bit of punishment from me for what you have deleted my files" said Hanan. "Well, I already told you, it was by accident" mumbled Nazr. "In whatever case, eat it. Now!" ordered Hanan. "Okay, fine" said Nazr, with a heavy sigh. Nazr took the fork and stabbed the garlic. Hanan laugh with an evil laugh, at a low expression. "What are you laughing for?" asked Nazr, suspecting something. "Well, I have never seen anyone eat garlic before" answered Hanan. "Well now you've seen it, now be quiet. I am concentrating on how to eat this garlic" ordered Nazr, looking closely to the garlic. "Just put the garlic in your mouth, simple as that" replied Hanan. "Easier to say than done" said Nazr, putting the garlic in his mouth.

After some time later...

"So how was the redemption?" asked James. "Redemption you brick head, it taste super, very horrible" answered Nazr, laying down on the floor. "Well, I'm pretty sure you enjoyed it. Come, let's go eat some fresh fruits" James went to the closet, taking his jacket from the closet, "It's cold out there, so you might have to cover your mouth so that the horrible smell wouldn't come out" said James. Nazr stood up, and then fell down again. "The smell is SO horrible" said Nazr, after which he lets out a terrible scream. James laugh. "I know how you feel. Now let's go, before the shop close at 10 p.m." said James.

"Check this out Nazr, 18 people found dead after a month of their disappearance at Char Lake" said James, handing out his tablet to Nazr. "These people are found dead with a terrible bodies. Their bodies were disfigured, with some having their head missing, others having their internal organs scattered around the bodies. Like it was kind of a ritual. What do you think?" asked Nazr. "More or less I do think like how you said. (James put the tablet on the table) So far no eye witness has ever seen this crime taken place. Surely it must have been some rituals due the fact that policemen found several devilish painting in the building itself. But it is yet to be investigated" said James. "It has to be one and that is..." before Nazr could complete his statement. 

An old lady came to the table. "May I ask for a help? I am poor and have nothing to eat. Please help me in my needs" said the old lady. "Sure, how much do you need?" asked Nazr. "Anything you can afford" answered the old lady. "Here you go (Handing over 80 dollars) be sure to use the money wisely" said Nazr. The old lady laughed and reply, "I know that young man, Thank you so much for your support. What is your good name, son? "It's an honour for me. I am Nazr and this is my friend James." said Nazr. James looks at the lady, trying to control his smile. "Ow that is so nice of you. I am Cara. I'll be going back to my house, see you youngster again" said the old lady, leaving while waving her hand. Nazr waved at her back. "Dude..." James called Nazr. "Yea? (Drinks a cup of hot tea)" asked Nazr. "We need to discuss something" said James, "And quickly" "Sure" answered Nazr.

Back in the hostel...

"Dude...did you see that old lady's face? I mean very clearly" asked James. "Yea, why?" replied Nazr. "So you've memorised her face, right?" asked James. "Yea, again... Why?" asked Nazr. "Because...because that lady, Cara, is here" said James, giving his tab to Nazr. Nazr took the tab. After a while, he drops it. "What was that? (Nazr looks at James) You mean, she was dead?" asked Nazr. "She was one of the 18 victims. You may not like the sound of it but surely this doesn't sound good" said James. "Let's go to bed, I don't want to think any of this now. Just discuss it tomorrow" said Nazr, heading to his bed. "Agreed" replied James.