The Last Victim #JustWriteIt

CHAPTER FOUR

A week had passed since Jay and his family had arrived to this new but unusual place. Albeit being a part of the swift moving London life, well developed and urbanized, it felt isolated and strangely empty. The businessmen's feeble efforts to revitalize the vicinity, at times seemed to have fallen flat. Though there were several large malls, buzzing markets not to mention the almost always filled busy eating outlets and large, green parks, constituting to the beauty of the district, yet there were things, which seemed to be completely out of Jay's perception. The whole place would go dark and silent after midnight. The few, old natives of the place, Jay had met till now, seemed dreadfully irrational, believing in peculiar superstitions. They would not leave their houses after sunset and board up their windows and doors. An odd, ringing silence would blanket the entire place soon after nightfall. Unexplainable, chilly mist would then descent, dropping the temperature by quite a few degrees. It was out of the ordinary. That is the reason it made Jay too keen to explore the entire place as swiftly as possible.

This was conceivably the motive why Jay found himself, all prepared one morning, to go out on a long hike. This was due to the fact that there were small hills and dangerous ledges jutting out of the most bizarre places one could imagine. Since Jay was an American guy, he was mightily self-governing and free, making his decisions himself and loved to take risks. Today was consequently, a day of his dreams. Besides, this place held unfathomable secrets, which Jay would love to discover. All this constituted to the fact that Jay was going out today. Since the music lessons were not scheduled until a fortnight later, he decided he would, make this time useful and see as much of the area as possible.

Dressed in a pair of faded blue jeans and a black sweatshirt over it, Jay quickly retrieved his pair of sunglasses from the section in his wardrobe. The day was sunny, the sky clear and so the sun shone with great intensity. Yet, it was not warm, the cool, swirling breeze, blew over the tree tops making them swing merrily around. Jay stepped out of his house, making use of the back door. His parents were out in the backyard garden, which in proportion to the gigantic house was huge too.

Jay had to smile. His parents shared a common passion. Roses. In fact, Jay suspected if his dad did that just to make his mom happy. They amount of love & respect they held for each other was exemplary. As his mother was a big 'flower' fan and back home, they had a large lawn filled with an assortment of beautiful flowers which the two had planted together each successive year after their marriage. Even now, his parents, in loose, soiled gardening dresses were busy with planting a few samples of rose bushes they had got. Watering and laughing, having a fine time together. Jay had a sudden feeling of immense love towards them. Praying God would always keep them together & happy; Jay waved them and crossed to his garage.

As Dawn and her family had moved to an old rest house they owned there, only a few days after their arrival, Jay was supposed to go and pick Dawn up. He called her up and drove over too her place at a mind blowing speed. He used to be a careful driver back home, but the empty, steep and dangerous road tracks here, tempted him to go over 80km/h each time. He reached her and waited for her to come out, leaning against the bonnet of his debonair red Ferrari, which was yet another gift from his beloved father.

Soon he heard a door slam, and considering it would be her, Jay looked up. She wore a pair of black jeans and a pink and grey top over it. An elegant, short coat coming up to her waist only; covered her long, slender arms. Her black boots were snug and in place. Her blond hair were tied behind her in a ponytail and only a few loose bangs kept slipping onto her forehead adding more drama to her already appealing appearance. Jay opened the passenger seat door of his car and bowed her inside. Her cheeks flushed red and she looked away, smiling. Grinning at the response he got out of her, Jay made his way to his own side and started the engine. It roared to life and winded onto the large and empty path ahead.