Hi guys! Hope everything is going well. So it is my new work. But firstly, let me warn you: those who have weak hearts, problem of sleep paralysis, so much coward and believe in ghost, don't read it. Thank you. It's written in Max's pov. ;P
I am Max Tate. I am a doctor. Probably young doctor. Since my very childhood, I wanted to get involved with this profession. Because I love to help the helpless, treat the untreated. After obtaining Ph.D on medical science, I became a doctor. But alas! I was posted in such a rural area, where's no network coverage, no modern facilities. And that's what I need very much for leading my life without any problem.
It's a village. Though here's not any modern facilities, but the scenic beauty of this village is so heart warming that it can't be narrated in a single word. Wherever you may cast your eyes, you may only see green and green. God, Who knows that even a simple color like green can have so many shades? Emerald, olive, sea, leaf, parrot, lime and what not? Moreover, the little, large sized flowers of different colors like white, red, purple, pink, orange, yellow which were fragrant and fragranceless-both, were blossomed in the corners and centres of those evergreen bushes. They dazzled my eyes and soothed my heart, whenever I looked at them.
It all was about the non living things. How many varieties of birds there were! How sweetly they chirped!
People were also very friendly and warmed-heart. Everyday when I saw some one, he or she greeted me. Ah! How warm their style of greeting was! Just felt like home. Although I know, nothing can be compared to home ever. Aha! How long didn't I see my parents? How are they? And how is Mariam by the way? When I was leaving my home, she was crying desperately. Looking at her, I thought I am a cruel and ruthless demon. Then who could leave his lovely fiancee in this way?
Let it be. Now here I am enjoying so much. But still, there are some drawbacks in disguise here. Although I try my hardest to be dedicated towards my profession, But there was an incidence which I couldn't forget ever. But it doesn't mean that that was very pleasant memory. In fact, I don't want to experience that ever in my life.
One day, I was returning my home after treating the poor patients of my village. Wherever I saw their condition, my heart cried and felt sorry for them. I tried my best to get them recovered. Thinking it, I was walking by the side of road. All on a sudden, I saw an old man who was trying to stop me, waving his hands.
I went to him. He was looking like being very simple and ordinary in his lifestyle. He was not much moneyed.
"Mister Tate, I need your help very much."
Requested he. His eyes were full of tears. Looks like, he was in a great trouble.
"What happened?" I asked. I was quite surprised to see him.
"My…my daughter….my daughter is ill." With a trembling voice, he said, "Please, save her."
I wasn't feelings to help him as it was getting dark all over the environment. The sun was about to set. But looking at his tear streaked face and hearing his voice, I couldn't reject. I said, "Let's go."
"Thanks, sir." Said he, "Let's go."
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It was darkness everywhere. I couldn't see anything properly. I was just following that guy by hearing his footsteps who was in front of me.
"How far?" At a time, I asked. My patience was decreasing.
"Here we reached." Replied he, as he opened a door. No sooner had he opened the door than a disgusting smell hit my noseholes. God, had they not ever cleaned their house?
"Mister, you should keep your home neat and clean. Unless you do this, your daughter will be more ill." Explained I, "Cleanliness must be followed for maintaining a good health."
He smiled a weak smile. Then sighing, he said, "How? We're so poor that we even can hardly manage our daily square meals to eat sometimes. Wearing well clothes is just like a dream to us. How can we keep our house clean then?"
Hearing him, really I began to feel bad for them. I didn't know that a family could have such state of poverty. Actually we lived in cities and knew hardly anything about village life.
Not saying anything, I again started following him. He took me to a dark room and said, "Here she is."
"Where?" Asked I.
"Here you can sit." He said and helped me to find a chair so that I could sit on that. Sitting, I opened my medical box. No sooner had I opened my box than I noticed that the guy was leaving the room.
"What happened, Mister?" asked I, "Why are you leaving the room? Won't you stay with your daughter?"
"No…I mean I don't think that it will be suitable for her." Said he as he quickly left the room, without giving me a chance to speak anything.
Like a dumb, I was quiet for a few seconds. How can a father be so irresponsible towards his ill daughter to leave her in hands of an unfamiliar, young male doctor?
Let him be irresponsible, but as a doctor, I can't ever be irresponsible towards my duties. So, bringing out the stethoscope, I hanged around my neck and said, "Miss, how are you feeling now?"
From my patient, I could hear nothing but a slight sound of groaning. She might be so sick that she couldn't speak properly.
For checking her pulse, I placed my fingers on her wrist. My goodness, it was not any human wrist. The wrist of a human can never be so cold, thin and hard as she had. And what a shock and horror, I couldn't feel her pulse. Was she dead? But how? Before a few seconds, I heard her groaning.
Suddenly I heard a blood-cooling scream, "Bury me!" That sound wasn't a voice of human, even today I can bet.
I stood up from my seat. To my horror, I saw that there was nothing but a skeleton. Silvery light of moon was falling on it's white glittering bones. It was wearing a traditionally designed gown and valuable golden jewels.
I screamed in fear and started running. But going for a few distance, I fell on the ground.
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I opened my eyes. A sharp pain was going through my head. I was feeling very tired and dizzy. I discovered myself in my hospital bed. Seeing me opening eyes, my colleague Dr. Ray rushed to me. Bringing a thermometer out of my mouth, he checked, "Current temperature is 102 degree Fahrenheit, it means his fever is decreasing." Then looking at me, he asked, "How are you feeling now, Dr. Max?"
I was about to answer but before my answering, Dr. Tyson yelled, "Are you crazy, Dr. Max? Why did you go to such a horrible place? For dying?"
"What's wrong, guys?" I asked, in sheer confusion. I couldn't get anything.
Our leader, Dr. Kai didn't say anything yet. Then he opened mouth, "That was a palace of an angry landlord once upon a time. He was very rush and rough. All the villagers were afraid of him. His only daughter fell in love with an ordinary boy of village. Eventually they married each other. Knowing it, the landlord got anger in his blood. He ruthlessly killed the boy in front of his daughter. Seeing it, the poor girl couldn't be normal ever. Day by day, her condition was getting worse. One day, she also left the earth. Her death changed her father. One day, he also died. Now there a scream, horrible laughter can be heard from the palace."
I was silent. What could I do else?
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How is it, guys? Please read and review :P. Tell me, should I continue this horror series or not?