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Chapter- 7

Sameera

Ah, home sweet home. Value of something is known only after we lose it. For a second I thought I won't ever be able to get out from that hellhole.

Without wasting any time I went straight to my room. The room is divided into 3 sections with 3 beds,  one near the big window in the middle of the room which belongs to Raina, one at the east corner of the room belonging to Akshita, and one at the far west corner of the room which is exclusively mine nearest to our bedroom door.

Each of the 3 beds have a study table attached to its right side, with a small night lamp. We painted the room walls in bright pink and the roof in light purple when we first moved in. The roof and walls are decorated with some 'shine in the dark' stars and some of our pictures.

I arrived early today. I am alone and thoroughly tired. Report can wait. I need a refreshing nap. I locked the doors, took a shower and changed into my pajamas before landing on my comfy, softy bed. I relaxed my head on the pillow and soon after sleep took over my body and soul.

I am looking for the little fairy. She left me in the middle of the jungle. What sort of game does she wanna play? I shout out loud for her. No sounds are heard. What happened to my voice? I try to speak something, my name, little fairy, jungle, Anwar, huge animal, dead body anything but nothing comes out of my perfectly fine vocal cords.

Dead body. There is a dead body in the middle of the jungle, looking in my direction with lifeless, zombie like posture. Like it wants to say something. Maybe the constant search for help to survive got locked in his eyes even after death, waiting for anyone to arrive miraculously and save him. Who could have murdered him? I reach for his hand, blood flowing from his arm injuries touches my fingers and a howl errupts from my surroundings. I turn to look in the said direction.

I hear some voices. What are they talking? Where am I? 

Opening my sleep bound eyelids, I observe my surroundings to find myself on my bed. I remember falling asleep. I must have been dreaming. Today's incidents did a number on my brain, I guess. I am thinking too much about the murder. The voices coming from the living room are familiar. Raina and Akshita are back.

I got up from bed and entered the living room. My two roommates are relaxing on the couch watching some movie on television. The wall clock in the living room above the dining  table shows it's 7 o'clock in the evening.

"Look who is early today!" Raina gasped "And tired too. When did you arrive, Meer?"

Both were waiting for my response as they turned off the television and came towards the dining table and sat on two chairs.

"Well that's a long story. Hope you aren't tired yet." I spoke up.

They stared into my eyes for a look of humor but none came. But the story that came from me left them stunned. Eyes wide they faced each other and then faced me.

"Tell us this is another one of your weird dreams and not the actual happenings of today." Asked Akshita, waiting for me to say "ha ha, just kidding." But I wasn't joking.

"You can ask Anwar bhaijaan, my office staff and the slum people if you want. You are familiar with that slum Aki. The news report will soon broadcast on our channel. And you are welcome to enquire about the murder at the local police station. Any more doubts?" My reply did the job as they seemed convinced with it.

"Well I believe and sympathize with you. You had a rough day Meer. Thanks to the heroic police officer who saved you from becoming a tasty meal for those animals. Hope you thanked him."

Nope. I didn't get a chance to properly thank him. But I guess the offer for a tour of the city still counts as a 'thank you'.

"And congratulations on the murder mystery. Your channel can gain some amazing TRP. Now wrap it all up and prepare dinner for us."