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The Curse: The Tale Of The Protector Spirit

The doors of the temple are opened. The spirit is angry, it hunts at night. The ancient legends says it was for the protection of the temple or the curse would awake, but, is it really the spirit or is it someone who wants to awaken the curse? After twenty years, Shiva is back in his hometown, would he solve the mystery of the spirit and his past to protect the village? Four pieces, four different people, their lives are in threat, would Shiva be able to save them and stop the menace from happening? ○ Author : Kaivalya Markad ○ Cover design : Kaivalya Markad

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Chapter 23: Found Him!

The wind had ruined the work for Devashish but did the work for Shiva. Shiva couldn't believe his eyes.

" Raghav, wait!," said Shiva urgently as Raghav was going to hand the papers to Devashish.

" What?, what happened?," asked a confused Raghav.

Shiva took Raghav aside signing him to stay silent as Devashish was watching them.

" What's the matter?," Mohan asked as Shiva took Raghav to the table.

" Give me those papers," said Shiva.

Raghav have him the papers and he scattered them over the table and picked up one of them.

" I was right!," said Shiva as if he had found a treasure.

" About what?," asked Mohan.

" See this, what's the name?,"

Raghav and Mohan looked at the paper and read the name together, " Bhaskar,"

They harldy had read the name when realization hit them leaving their eyes wide open.

" What!?,"

" Is he the same Bhaskar we are looking for?," asked Mohan.

Shiva gave a smile and spoke. " I think you forgot to read the last name,"

" Last name? spoke Mohan as he looked at the paper.

The both boys read the last name, Raghav's mouth was left open and Mohan couldn't help himself but gasp.

" Bhaskar Joshi!!,"exclaimed Mohan.

" Mr. Joshi was Bhaskar, I mean he's name was Bhakar?!," Raghav let out.

The boys soon realized that they were taking loudly and Devashish watched them in astonishment as the boys who were so quite a few minutes ago where now exclaiming with joy.

" I think we should continue our further discussion at our spot," Shiva murmured.

" Yes," said Raghav while Mohan simply nodded.

" Let me take a photo of this," said Shiva taking out his phone.

Shiva took a quick picture, collected the papers and handed them over to Devashish who looked so confused.

The boys hurriedly reached to their spot, they couldn't believe what they had recently discovered.

" Show me that picture," asked Raghav.

" See," said Shiva handing him the phone.

" It's real but I still can't believe," said Raghav.

" What are we doing now?,I mean what–,"

Mohan was cut off by the ringing of Raghav's phone. Raghav picked up the call, it was his father.

" Sorry guys, it's my father, he needs me in the store,"

" No problem, we'll continue our discussion in evening," said Shiva.

" Yeah," saying that Raghav left.

Shiva and Mohan were on their way to leave when Shiva's phone rang. He picked up the call.

" Hello Ramkrushna uncle,"

Shiva went on listening Ramkrushna uncle who was on the other side and soon his eyes went wide open, this time not with realization of upcoming threat but with surprise and joy.

" Yes, we are coming!," said Shiva controlling his happiness.

He hung up the call and turned to Mohan who had already realized by now that there was some good news.

" It's Abhishek!," Shiva told

" Abhishek?,"

" Yes, Abhishek is here, in the village,"

" Really?, when did he came?,"

" I don't know, let's go see him,"

The boys reached their home and saw Abhishek.

Abhishek was a tall guy with well built physique and a clean shaved face. His black eyes and hairs accompanied his fair complexion very well. Apart from the looks he had a charismatic personality which was enough to impress anyone.

The boys entered the house, saw Abhishek and his family sitting, having tea. While Geeta sat on the sofa trying too hard not to blush.

" Hey boys!, come here," said Abhishek's father, Mr. Manoj.

" Glad to see you here uncle," said Shiva.

" If you had told us before then we'd have welcomed you,"

" Oh come on, that's not needed,"

Shiva and Mohan rested themselves in their seats and watched the faces of everyone go serious.

" Ah, well," said Mr. Manoj hesitantly.

Ramkrushna placed the cup of tea on the table and said. " No need to hesitate,I know you have a lot of questions, just ask,"

" No, no, it isn't like that, I just wanted to ask when this spirit thing is going to end?,"

" Yes, that, I told you about the ritual, right?, we were going to decide the date today but....,"

" But?,"

" The Sarpanch went missing and we doubt that the spirit...,"

" Oh no, so..., now what about the ritual?,"

" We can't decide the date without the Sarpanch, the police is searching him, if he's found then it's good and if not then we'll have to decide the date without him,"

Mr. Manoj let out a sigh and continued drinking his tea.

" And no need to worry," said Ramkrushna assuringly. " It's totally safe during the day just be careful not to go outside at night,"

" I see,"

The day had ended and it was night now. Once again all the doors of the village were closed and the village was filled with darkness by 8pm.

The family had their dinner and by 11 pm everyone went to sleep.

Shiva and Mohan were in their room and Shiva was staring at his diary.

" What are you thinking?," Mohan asked.

Shiva looked at Mohan. " There are some people in the village who are very mysterious, I mean don't get the right feeling from them,"

" Uhh, like who?,"

" Like the Pandit and this guy," saying that Shiva took out a photo from his diary which they had collected from the factory that day.

Mohan took the photo and said. " It's Mr. Thackeray, right?,"

" Yes, I don't why but there is something about this man,"

" I don't know, maybe if we continue our investigation then we may find out something," said Mohan handing

" It feels like I've seen him, in this village, "

" You've seen him?,"

" I know he's dead but...,"

Shiva once again stared at his diary and went deep into his thoughts.

The boys slept but somewhere in the village a man was struggling to breathe. He was locked, his hands and legs were tied, he tried to move but he couldn't. He swept his gaze across the room. The dim yellow light had made a few things visible but he still couldn't figure out where he was. He then saw someone, he couldn't tell weather it was a boy or a man but it was sure that he was someone evil, really evil. The persom was staring at him. Once again tried to free himself but had give up. He felt dizzy and went fast asleep.