The Sun villa : The last delivery in Sun Villa
About the story
The Sun Villa
I was passing by the street when suddenly a cold wind blew, a chilling-cold wind. It was strange because it was the month of May.
I was standing at the front of the SUN VILLA because I was requested to deliver a box of chocolates.
The villa was named SUN VILLA, but it didn't seem sunny; it was dark, gloomy, broken and abandoned; it was rumored to be haunted and even appeared to be.
Last night, I had watched many horror movies, and now they acted as resistance, and now with the cold heart entering the villa, I opened the door and found it very dusty: it pained to breathe.
I glanced at the room and was amazed to see stuff around; it was a royal vintage lobby, the material used was expensive, I love the extravagant royal feeling.
I was amazed, but my amazement didn't last until I glanced at the floor the skeletons were lying around; after looking at such a sight, I wanted to finish the delivery as fast as possible.
I shouted, "anyone there."
On getting no response, I climbed up the stairs that led to the darkroom, knocked on the door and it opened in a ghastly fashion, entering the room I heard a scream and got scared, fumbled and bumped into somebody.
I ran out of the room down to the garden, but I slipped at the staircase, stood up and what caught my sight was a ghost -- a bloodshot-eyed skeleton wearing shabby clothes that were his very appearance.
The situation was even scarier than a horror film.
I started chanting a spell, " if lord exists as is told, then pray my he behold, I wish a day in lieu of the dark.
My request may bring some spark, the son of the lord requests the bell of mercy.
Let Satan go back to hell."
Yups, I am not a priest, I learned it from a movie; I doubted this spell, and he confirmed it by raising his ax and making me feel like a lame goat.
I stood up, ran to the door, which magically closed: I stood stoned by fear.
He came towards me and laughed, "Ha!ha!ha!"
He raised his ax again, and suddenly a stone came flying toward him, aiming at his head, he bent down, and with wet eyes and blurred vision, I saw a man standing on the staircase.
He called me, "Come here, dude !"
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| Jhon near the stairs of the sun villa |
I rushed towards the staircase, and the man was none other than my friend John, his face was red, and he was stealing a glance.
I asked, " Hey, what's wrong and why are you sighing?" He didn't answer, but after a few minutes, he broke into my arm and apologized, "Dude, delivery was a prank, I didn't know this place was a haunted house."
I felt like somebody was near, and I realized that we were fighting a ghost; we ran to the 2nd floor, Jhon hid in a box, and I headed towards the 3rd floor.
The ghost chased me to the third floor, and Jhon hid in the box and noticed something unusual. He came out of the box and raised his hand, signaling me to stop then and there; he chased the ghost, caught his arm, pulled him, and it fell on the floor.
"I never knew ghosts have feet, " John exclaimed, pointing his finger toward the ghost's feet.
We both laughed out loud.
I came down and took the ghost's ax; he saw me taking his ax and started running downstairs.
I was angry, in a mood to kill.
I fastened my feet toward the ghost, and Jhon stopped me and cautioned, " If you murder him, police will throw you in prison; let's call the police."
I yelled with a half-smile, " Is murdering a ghost a crime?
I never knew; if you want to summon somebody, summon the Grim reapers, we have a fresh soul here of a skeleton."
I know my mood was scary.
Scary enough to even scare Jhon.
The situation was very cinematic-- a person begging for his life and a ruthless villain hungry for blood and flesh.
I came down dramatically with my ax (currently mine now ) and chanted
the hymn, " When the clock struck at nine; devil may invoke my divine; delusion, illusion, hallucination and darkest dream; force him to scream the most hellish scream."
I came down, ended my dramatic entry and started my actionable exit, and broke upon him with my ax.
Skeleton started shivering and shaking.
I stroked again and again but missed, the skeleton man fell on the floor, and I was ready to give a fatal blow which he escaped but lost his concealed identity.
Mask broke, and behind the mask was the man present last night at the entrance of Ms Parker's mansion before the party.
We witnessed a theft there last night.
An expensive painting was missing from Anne Parker gallery; she saw a skinny bald shadow, approx 5.6 inches lingering in the corridor when we showed us the mansion; it was strange because all servants were on leave.
"John, we found Mr Parker's skinny bald shadow, " I said, like Sherlock Holmes
"What and how?" John surprisingly said.
Yes, brother, I saw him lingering near Ms Parker's gate, and his shadow seems the same, " I spoke in a confident voice.
"Well, the police will be here in no time, and the old lady would be happy to get her painting back," John said with a smile.
Ghost stood up and ran towards the door, and I chased to kill him; he beat, kicked and broke into the door, but his efforts were futile.
I yelled at him," Freeze moron, and I'll give you an easy death, else I won't even spare your soul
I rushed to kill him, and suddenly the door opened, throwing both of us to two different corners of the room.
"Who called me, and where's the criminal?" policemen shouted.
"Sir, me," John replied.
I pointed at the ghost guy and spoke angrily, "You better catch this filthy rascal else I'll bring him to death."
"My friend suspects him to be a painting thief as well, he saw him roaming near our neighbor's gate, and she saw a shadow that resembles him," John said.
"Well, justice will prevail; he will be served right," policemen said.
The ghost man broke into tears and exclaimed, "Spare me, I didn't mean to kill you; I am not a murderer, I am just a small thief."
"Just a thief, you almost gave me a heart attack! " I exclaimed in anger.
"Who are you, what are you doing and why are you scared of us?" John curiously interrogated.
He replied in a shaking and breaking voice, " I am a thief that steals paintings and hides them here; everyone believes this place is a haunted house; if you proved their belief wrong, then I would be homeless."
"Handcuff him and hunt the painting," the inspector ordered.
The police searched for a painting and found it in the basement. Inspector showed us all of it and asked, " Is there any painting of Ms parker."
I replied, pointing at the painting, "yes, sir .this one ".
Police took the thief and left.
"Ooh! they left this weird painting, " John said.
"Show me," I said.
"A beautiful lady, wearing a beautiful red tiara holding an ax. It's made in 1964, " John said.
"Ms Parker never told me axes were in fashion," I said.
"Hey! Do you check the top floor? You were there, right? " John exclaimed with excitement.
" Yups, except for one room which was locked," I said.
I look at the window of the undiscovered room, and what I see still haunts me-- A young lady, wearing a red tiara and holding an ax. Shockingly she and the thief's ax resembled the same in the painting.
I spoke in a shaking voice, "Gh...ost on the t...op fl..o..or ".
John said, " shut up, there is no ghost ".
"There is, " I insisted.
"Brother, After what you did today, I know only one ghost, and it's you, " John said.
The bus stopped, and we boarded the bus.
THE END.
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