Well, its time i started to look for new friends...

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A newly formed group of three scavengers once had set there eyes upon an old, long abandoned garage in the corner of a small, rustic, canopy protected house in the middle of nowhere,i.e., the old forest on the edge of the hill-billy town. They rummaged through a black garbage bag and one of the pair eyes was stuck upon a rather noble knife for them to find the existing circumstances. He took it out examined it, to come across the conclusion that it was his for the hilt was pretty fascination-catching even though he was unable to clearly make out the meaning of the inscriptions on it. He was ridiculed by two facts about the knife:how was the blade so sharp but sticky and why was it relatively cleaner than the other contents in the garbage bag(as it contained emptied out bottles and cans of everyday used products). He was so clouded by the thoughts of the knife that his senses had been disabled for the time being.A blood chilling scream from the other side of the room was what brought him back to his senses. He turned around, and searched for the cause of the scream in the semi-dark and hauntingly lit worn out room to see one of his partner in crime sat on the floor with blood drained face, pale in horror. He dropped the knife and hurried towards him. His friend shivered in fright pointing to another black bag on the shelf. He, being curious as always, reached for the bag and took a peek. And he instantly wished he hadnt. A dismembered leg stuck out, drenched in blood. He stood still for a moment or two, trying to piece the puzzles as if it were the body of the victim in the bag. He saw a shadow dance by on the wall. Startled, he franticly searched for the person who may have cast the shadow. To his relief he saw that it was the new member of the group, the orphan lady. He saw her hastily back away from the hellish bag and stumble and trip onto the floor, near the spot where he was previously examining the knife. The trio seemed to be in a shocked and frightened to their bones by the turn of events. But the bigger shock was yet to follow.Everyone in the room was silent, but the discoverer of the dismembered body was helping the lady up. The lady held his hand and started to get up, get up with the knife and stick it deep into the eye socket of the clueless man. She pulled it out with the same ease she had put in, all while smirking. The horror of the events were too much to take in for the man by the shelf. He stood motionless, trying to catch up with the unfolding sequences. While his brain started running, his adrenaline pumping, his eyes saw her take a step forward and lunge the weapon into his chest. He coughed up blood, but didnt feel pain in the first instances. He slopped onto the ground, still alive but his movement was reduced to nil. She took a piece of meat out from the bag, licked it and then took a bite out of it like a hungry carnivore. He was still in disbelief of the sights but now pain had hit him with full force. She threw the chewed bit on his face and said,"Surprise my dear friend. Or may i call you the unsuspecting lamb?".More blood gushed out from his holed chest and some more from his mouth. He could hear his friend panting and periodically screaming in pain and the helplessness. The latter feeling was the one that they were struggling to come to terms with."Well, excuse me for the mess ive made and the inconvenience that ive caused you two. Oh, i almost forgot to welcome you to my humble abode."Grievously injured, he looked up to see the creepiest smile he had witnessed. She was wiping the blade off and eyeing him as if he was a juicy fly and she, she being the spider that had spun the perfect web."See, my dad is making me do this and plus im a bit hungry too, so no hard feeling guys...... I mean, satan was kind enough to adopt me and what kind of a daughter would i be if i dont worship my dad." Her gaze was locked upon the guy at her feet, who had started to try wriggle away from her."No no no... no playing with me. Here, in this house, im the one who plays others, not the other way round" she shouted as she stuck the polished sharp metal into thigh of the helpless lamb.
"Not too long before im done with you people. So stay still and let me finish the calling." She started to chant...."Life isnt the start but the end of the the nightmare.
It shall end so as to please Him and to complete his dare,
I, his dutiful daughter, use the this dagger, the guide to darkness,
To show Him my love and express my thankfulness.
I plunge it in the hearts of the helpless sheep,
Hope He welcomes you at the end of the deep sleep.
Accept my gift, Father." ‌The end of the haunting chant also brought the end of the recently blinded man as she stuck the knife deep into his heart. She got up, seeming too pleased with her work. He was still on the floor, surrounded by his own pool of blood and trying to gasp for air through the oozing blood."Hey, my dad is calling for you, its time you met him...."The trailing voice was a sign for him to give up. But he just couldn't give up. He made an effort to move forward, but the effort was short lived as down came the blade he was admiring a few minutes ago right onto his skull. A splatter of blood and the sound of cracking of bones marked his end. It had ended. They had ended. The episode took just a few minutes to be over, but had enough gore scenes to scar a generation of humans. But she was not the one to be scarred."Well, its time i started to look for new friends....."- NS

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this book has been written by my friend nilesh sharma.

he had asked me to upload it cuz he himself is not in wattpad.

hope u like it.

happy reading

-shruti