QUEST IN THE DARK -THE URBAN LEGENDS

Part - 2

It has been a few days since the incident at the office and from that day onwards Ashraf's life completely changed. Ashraf was greatly disturbed by all those terrifying events of that fateful day. He was struggling hard to digest the harsh truth that he experienced. He had literally transformed into a depressed soul. He was continuously getting nightmares of that day, which wouldn't let him sleep peacefully. He was hallucinating that Zombie man everywhere which he thought will make him kind of mentally unstable. He was finding it real hard to share this frightening story with anyone, he knew no one would belive him but instead make his fun.

But his family and colleagues at work noticed his changed behaviour and his mental state. Aman being his close friend knew that something was terribly wrong with Ashraf and he wanted to help him to come out of it. He tried to talk with Ashraf to make him confess the truth but no such luck. Ashraf was highly insecure, that what people will think if he reveals what he saw on that day, he thought people will call him mad and psycho. So he thought it was better to keep his mouth sealed and forget the whole fiasco as a bad nightmare.

But they say nothing ever goes the way we plan, and that's what exactly happened with Ashraf. Ashraf was alone at home as his wife and kids went to their native place to attend some family function. Due to the situation at the office he couldn't go. It was late in night when he finished some file works and thought of sleeping. He switched off the the lamp on his bedside table and slowly closed his eyes.

He suddenly opened his eyes and the door of his bedroom opened slowly making the creepiest creeking sound.

Ashraf kept staring at the door, there stood a dark silhouette. Nothing was visible clearly in that dark room, if it wasn't for the dim moon light peeking through the windows of the room, Ashraf wouldn't even have noticed someone standing at the door frame.

"Leave, Leave, Leave! Otherwise you will regret it " the same spooky voice which was permanently registered in his eardrums, boomed through the dark gloomy room.

Ashraf felt breath got knocked out of his lungs, his hands were sweaty and those words were ringing in his ear continuous like a sick prayer. Some how, Ashraf managed to find the switch of the bedside lamp and turned it on. Much to his dismay there was no one, in the whole room except him. Ashraf sighed in relief for a moment before taking a long breath. Now it was a big puzzle for him to find out whether whatever happened moments ago was just a piece of his long chain of nightmares or was it real.

The biggest question was, if the things he experienced were real, of that zombie man was real, then who was he? Why these terrifying things were occuring with Ashraf? What that man wanted? And how Ashraf was related to all this.

Ashraf realised, it was time to take things seriously, it was time to take charge. He knew he had only one option left with him now, he knew only one person in this world can help him to solve this whole drama.