Jake meets Bobbly

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After returning home, Jake found Clara sitting on the sofa and watching a daily soap where the heroine was calmly telling her psycho lover not to follow her anymore as she don't love him and also she is going to marry the love of her life in a few days. And the drunk psycho lover was threatening her that he will commit suicide if she doesn't accept his proposal.

God only knows what Clara achieves by watching all these shits all the day.
She didn't even noticed her son enter the house after a whole one month since the last time he has stepped in after consulting the doctor about the red spots which emerged suddenly all over his body and face , to which the doctor has diagnosed him with  Chicken Pox and have suggested complete home isolation.

Jake crept behind her mother and all of a sudden shouted "Woo!"
"Whoa!" jumped Clara.

-When did you return?

-"When Radhika wasn't agreeing to marry Krish" , giggled Jake

-Oh boy! , laughed Clara.

"Change and come down. Lunch is ready." , said his mom.

"Waitta bit. I just want to lay down for a few minutes. Don't know why but  I am feeling dizzy right now. Maybe I just need to sleep or something. So can I just rest for a few minutes and then come down for lunch?" asked Jake.

- "Ok baby. Just go and have a good sleep for an hour maybe. I'll wake you up. It's quite normal after just recovering from pox. You most of the time will feel weak and all that."

"Thanks. I love you mom." , Jake kissed her mom and went to his room.

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Jake opened the door of his room and stepped inside. The room was clean and wasn't messed up.

Mom had cleaned up the room.

He threw his school bag in one corner of the room and the tie on the computer table. He was determined to muddle up the room again.

He laid down on his bed and soon started snoring.

He dreamt, 
 
"He was in a dark room. No one was there. Sorry , he didn't see or feel any one's presence. He called "hello!" .
His voice echoed. He again called. Same thing. Suddenly he felt someone's shallow breathing right behind his left ear. He didn't have enough courage to look behind. He felt like fainting right there out of fear. But anyhow he decided to look behind. He turned and there was nothing other than a lamp. God only knows when it appeared there. He was sure that a moment ago it was not there. It had appeared out of  nowhere. Anyway he took that lamp and started walking towards the left , where there was a narrow path. He decided to know where he was and what was he doing. There were mosses on both the sides of the wall. Few firefly flew over his head. When he was walking and walking through the never ending path suddenly there came a screeching sound behind him. He turned and under the lamp light he saw a figure with bald head and  white bulging eyes with no eyeballs. That thing was wearing a dirty white hoodie  and torn jeans. He had blood streaming from his lips.

Jake became freaking frightened. He was also very much confused at the same time about the identity of the figure standing infront of him.

The figure then said "So you are here Jake Dutta. Welcome welcome!"

- You know me? Who are you?

-  " Indeed indeed...this kid don't know me. It's absolutely fine my boy. I am Bobbly the Bogeyman" , he said mockingly.

- What am I actually doing here? And aren't these bogey things supposed to be a fictional character? Not someone in real just freaking showing up to me?

- Oh you will know everything boy. And how dare you doubt my existence? Am offcource not a fictional character whom you will only meet in white paperbacks! I am offcourse real. Now the thing is that you have slept enough. Now it's your time to wake up and do your job which you are assigned with.

- what job?

-You will know everything. One free advice, "keep your eyes wide open". Rest you will know what to do.
All the Best.



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