The Dreaded- Episode 3

Inviting trouble!

He  was confused,puzzled or anything we could say. He started crying 'Why is this happening to me?' . Quinn was pissed off after sitting in the lawn for a while. He was now bold enough to go inside the house. 'OK, enough is enough. I am checking this out' 'Come on' He raced through the house door and went straight into the kitchen. There was nothing. No blood traces at all. He had confirmed now that something is terribly terribly wrong.  He was too tired of all this. He had to go to work the next morning. He grabbed a beer from the fridge and sat on the sofa watching baseball. He slept in sometime.

Quinn woke up nervously as heard someone banging the door. 'Anybody there?' 'Open the door!' 'Hello!' He opened the door and saw a lot of people before his house .He turned left o recognize that there a was homicide  scene right in Quinn's lawn. 'Oh my god!' 'What happened?' 'Is someone dead?'. The police officer of the Miami police department briefed Quinn about the  homicide. ' Hello,May I know your name please?' 'Quinn' 'Alright. Did you see or hear anything related to this murder?' 'No,sir!.But I am getting late for work'. The police officer asked Quinn to call him back if he knew or if he remembers something about the murder.

Quinn saw the dead body from a distance and was terrified. The body was of a teen girl whose head had been cut off completely. The head was placed  near the body. The girl was wearing a green nightwear. Quinn also saw the blood traces near the body and it reminded him of the blood traces that were there in his house. He went inside his house and locked the door. He got ready and  left to office.

'Hi, there. How have you been?' asked Natasha. Natasha was Quinn's work buddy who looked very beautiful and fun loving.  'I'm fine.' 'No, it doesn't look like you are fine!' 'Whatever it is?, have you completed your Quality analysis report?' asked Quinn. 'Yes,Quinn. I finished it and I've already sent you an E-mail.' 'Alright' said Quinn.

Quinn started from his office at 7 pm that evening. I t was a hard day at work for Quinn. He came back and called Joe on his cell phone. 'Hey man! whats up?' 'Lets meet at the Irish pub tonight man' 'No,joe. I am not well. May be I should get some sleep'. 'OK,bud, what's the matter?' ' Can I sleep at your place tonight?'. Joe was confused. 'Come over,man.' said Joe. Quinn became annoyed and was frightened about his house. He thought he must move to another house. Quinn decided to sleep at Joe's place till then.

Quinn drove to Joe's house and they discussed about the murder at his lawn, the blood traces, the indian swami. 'Dude, I don't believe this'. 'May be I can stay at your house' winked Joe. 'This is not a joke man' said Quinn who was looking irritated.

'No man. I think i'll try it. I'll sleep at your house tonight. Lets see who's coming for me?'  said Joe casually.  Joe was a real idiot. He never cared about things. He did a job for a living and was always seeking for women in life.

'Alright,bud. Let's go.' 'Let's check it out then'. 

They headed to Quinn's house for the night to stay. They bought some beer on their way home.
----To be continued.

The Dreaded - he who can't sleep because of the curse from the dark.

Episode 2: Am i Jinxed?

Saturday- 6 am. Quinn's alarm rings. He woke up and got refreshed. He met Steve at the Earhart Park. 'Hello,Quinn, How are you doing?' 'I am just fine'. They drove together to meet Priest Deva, who was once a great priest in India. He was once a very famous idol in Asia. Steve asked Quinn 'Do you or have you ever believed in dead souls,son?' 'No,sir,never in my life'. 'Alright,now lets see this man, he is very powerful. He has come to America to visit one of his follower's family. He's returning in a couple of days to India.

'Namaste!' greeted the priest. 'How are you Steve?' 'Hope everyone is fine at home'. 'Yes,Swami, everything is fine. I've come here for one of  my friends' son. 'What's the matter?' asked Swami. 
Steve explained Quinn's situation. 

There was silence. Swami closed his eyes for a minute and opened his eyes. He asked Quinn' What's your name again?' 'Quinn' replied Quinn. Quinn was confused. Swami was starring at Quinn. He said 'I think we are in big trouble, young man'. 'If you want the terrible things that's happening to you, to be cured, then come to India with me'. I will take care of you'. 'No  way!',  Swami. 'Lets come to reality, Swami'. 'I have a job,friends. I just can't come'.

Quinn left  that place with disappointment.

Saturday 10 am- 'I am really worried about the boy',said Swami. 'Why's that?' is something wrong,Swami?'. 'Yes,terribly wrong'. 'He is cursed, grudged !' 'Oh Lord!' 'Please help him, Swami'.
Swami again closed his eyes and Steve was starring at him in fear. ' Quinn will come to me in a couple of days'. How is that,swami?' asked Steve. 'I can see things, Steve'. I will speak to you regarding this another day. I have some meditation to do'.

Thank you Swami for your help. 'See you soon' smiled Swami.

Meanwhile a couple of days passed, by then nothing bad had happened to Quinn. Quinn switched off the television and took a cigarette from his pocket and lighted it. There power was gone.' "Shit!" whats wrong!' shouted Quinn in anger. 'It's damn annoying!'  He sat on the sofa and was pressing the lighter's button. on-off on-off on -off, he suddenly saw a shadow on the wall near TV. He panicked 'What the?' Who's that?' There was a weird noise that came from the kitchen. The noise was a mixed voice of a male and a female voice. It was very scary'. He ran to the door and opened it and went to the lawn.
He sat there smoking. He realised that there power for other houses in the neighbourhood and only his house was put off without power. Suddenly the power was up. He went in to the kitchen and again found some blood traces in the kitchen wall. He was damned! He was horrified. There was sweat all over his face.
--- To be continued.