The Mystery [UNDER MAJOR EDITING]

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"Run Kaira, run. You have to run very fast." Kaira said to herself.

For the past one hour, Kaira is running, but she don't know where. Her throat had become dry, yet she doesn't care. At this moment, what matters for her is she has to save herself from him. She is trying her best to run. She discovers herself in a thick, dense and menacing forest. The trees around stood tall and staring at her like silent sentries. The darkness is surrounded by everywhere but since it is full moon night, she can see the path due to the white-frosty, glorious falling moonlight.

She turned behind and felt his presence. Yes, he is there, still there, behind her. He looks horrible with those blood-like red eyes. He is wearing a black waistcoat. He has blank expression on his face. He has a sword in his one hand. He is running behind her to chase her. Kaira don't know what to do. She is tired but she can't stop.

While running, she find herself in a very isolated place. There is a banyan tree besides her and she feels it to be more horrible.

She can hear the sound of bats which are on it. Suddenly, she hears the howling of wolves. Are there any wolves here?, she thought. She startled for a bit.

After few seconds, she hears a voice, a female voice and it's feels to be plangent. She closes her ears with her both hands as she can't bear it anymore. She closes her eyes too. She kneels down, unable to take everything that is going around. And suddenly, there was pin drop silence. Neither can she hear the sound of bats or wolves nor of that lady. She opens her eyes and moves her hands down which she placed on her ears, before she stands up. She looks around and there is nothing. There was no banyan tree. She is demented that how everything disappeared within seconds and suddenly she hears sound of footsteps. She is sure that those are of that man.

"Kaira, you have to run." Kaira uttered to herself.

She started to run. Run as fast as Usain Bolt. Obviously, she can't speed up as Usain Bolt, but she tries her best to elope from that area and finally reached to a spot where she can see a beam of light and can clearly see a house. No, it's not a house, it's a mansion. She finds it only a way to escape from him. She comes in front of a gate.

She opens the gate and runs towards the door. She knocks the door, expecting that the people living inside will open it. But she is astonished to recover it to be unlocked, she opens it and get her foot inside the mansion. 'How can someone keep the main door open?', She thought.

As she enters, she inspect the area. It's a huge hall. There is sofa around her. Besides that, there is a canvas hanging on the wall. She moves ahead and what she sees makes her eyes wide open. Her eyes drooled over on the painting of the same man who was behind her. But in the picture, he looks like a handsome prince. Although in the real, he looked horrible. Imagining the scene, she got scared more. Due to fear, goosebumps pop up all over the skin. She don't know why that man was behind her. What does he want? And this mansion too looks horrendous.

Suddenly, she hears the harrowing sound. The sound seems like someone's sweeping. She examines around and notices an old lady sweeping the floor. She is surprised that she is sweeping at the time of night. She couldn't see her face as she was sweeping, bowing her head down.

"Where did I come?" Kaira ask herself.

The old lady raises her head and says, "You have not come, you have been invited".

Kaira stares at her in shock. She contemplates the meaning of the lady's comment for a long time. She again glanced at the lady and what she can see is an evil smile on her face.

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A/N

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