XIII-Diary

Ryan wondered why carter’s nameplate is still here, in the infirmary. He nodded yash to try the chamber in the third story. Even if Carter was a close associate of Russell but still, after the fight Russell should have removed it from there.
Yash said “may be he forgot about that?”

“That’s not possible because when you have a brawl with a certain individual you’ll jus try to avoid him or try to end his reality. But it’s weird for him to left the plate.”
“Let’s check what’s there inside the room?” Yash unlocked the room with the key’s he snatched from the sentry. The room was dark, and the air inside it was motionless as if the air molecules reached a static position.

Ryan’s attention was drawn towards a cabinet which was present at the edge of the room. It was a four number combination security device. Breathtakingly Ryan opened the lock.
Watching at this feat Yash asked him “how did you do that?” Ryan replied “Dude I’ve been borrowing money from my grandpa’s cubbyhole.”
“You mean, you used to steal money?”
“Its not called stealing its TIT FOR TAT, My grandpa used to lecture me all the time so in exchange I used to borrow 1000 bucks for one lecture.”

“Do you know Ryan? You’re an asshole.” Yash said to him with a ceased expression.
Ryan began searching the locker. He found some documents, cash and a diary.

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XII-Extortion

Yash said “Currently it’s my turn to squeeze you bastard; I’m not going to be simple.” Ryan closed the door, he moved towards the guard. “Look if you don’t respond our questions then you’re finished for tonight.”
“What do you wish for scoundrels?” His tone was raising, with no choice they popped handkerchief in his jaws. This instance Yash was enraged on him, he twisted his right hand like an elastic band. “Reply no matter what we ask or else you’ll have to eat with you left hand for rest of your life.”

The guard started moving his skull up n down signifying his admit defeat. He was tied like a log, both his arms and legs. They strained him to lie on the ground.

Ryan presided over “What’s this selling of the body parts? And who murdered Carter Slade? Answer to me, if not my associate will not go straightforward on you.”
The guard was shaken to hear slade’s name, “how did you know about slade’s murder?

Unexpectedly yash kicked on his testicles and roared “bastard he already told you to answer whatever we asks, not to query in return?” His face became blanch and dreaded. “Alright I’ll tell you. Six years ago the directors of this hospital decided to sell the body parts of patients in absence of their knowledge. One man opposed it. He was Dr. Carter Slade; he was the only guy in the infirmary who treated patients as human beings.”
“Then who stabbed him?” Ryan demanded.
“Russell brew, He is one of the board of directors. He is the one behind this.”
“So Slade was murdered because he confronted Russell. Where is Russell now?”
“I don’t know anything about him, only those who are of senior title meet him.”
Ryan nodded to yash “Check his pockets, he might have cell phone.” Yash found a cell, walkie-talkie, torch, a bunch of keys and a revolver.

Ryan gave another shot on his head, which made him unconscious. They dropped him in the storage room, tied with and his mouth was closed with plaster.


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XI-Venture

“Lad’s what are you doing here?”
Looking at the giant in the moonlight made yash to widdle in his trousers.
That enormous figure asked them another time “who are you? And what are you up to?”

Ryan replied without moving an inch from his pose “we’ll tell ya, but as a minimum introduce yourself UNDERTAKER!”
“I’m the chief security personnel of this building Sanjeev Mishra, Now you two brats spew out, what you were doing here?”
“I’m Ryan and he is Yash, Are you convinced now?”
“You still got to unwrap the motivation for your presence here.” Asked the guard
“Hmmmmm! I was suffocating in that bloody ICU of yours, so I came here to gobble some clean air.” Ryan replied in a sluggish way.
“You may not like it, it’s your trouble but you can’t disappear from ICU.”
C’mon old man put an end to it, look at the sky, it’s so beautiful and the clouds are having a marathon.” The guard disrupted “Then why your friend Yash is here?”
“Oh! Yash, he is my pal. I told him I can’t take the farting smell of an old hag. Whole day she does crapping and it freaks me out.”

The guard kept quite, he was gazing at yash skeptically. “Didn’t you teach your friend how to speak about a woman?”
Yash was frightened watching at his body build “why you’re getting so upset? Is that your grandma?” replied Ryan.
“You insolent bastard how dare you to speak about a woman in that ill mannered way.”
Yash interrupted him “hey mister grip yourself, you words ain’t going to prevent his shitty language. Let us leave from here Ryan, it’s already late.”

Both moved down the staircase, all of a sudden the keys fell from Yash’s pajamas. “hey you, something have jumped out of your scoop.”
Before Yash could lift the keys back, the man clutched of him. He blurted out, “you bastards, what the hell you two were doing in the operation theater?”
Ryan glimpsed at the door of the theater, it wasn’t closed properly. “Yash you idiot, it’s your entire fault.”
“Ryan help me, this goliath is squeezing like a sponge.”
Ryan looked them both from his position, he stood like a lizard, not even a single muscle moved. All of a sudden the man collapsed. Yash got stunned; Ryan had hit him with an iron rod on his head.

“You are damn scary Ryan”

The security guard was in semi-conscious state. Both fellows dragged him into the theater…


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X-Truth

Ryan looked, is any person still around? Luckily no one was nearby. It was an ideal time to get out there. He peeped in the nurse’s shifting room, excepting for one remaining all were snoring. Without uttering a sound he came out. Yash was sitting at the edge of the hall. He gesticulated, its time.

Both reached the third story of the infirmary, not a soul was present. Without a second thought both moved to the corner of the lobby where Slade’s nameplate was hanging.
Yash shrugged “it’s futile to unlock; the combination lock needs a special key.”
“I think something more valuable is present inside.”
“But how should we get in?”

Ryan wondered who’s holding the keys for this particular chamber. He nodded yash to check it from the 4th level; shortly they reached to the higher level. It was still under erection, except the operation theater nothing else was erected. The wind was blowing like a trumpet; hardly, they nattered anything. If their tone rose, definitely it’ll turn out to be more bothersome. Like a cat both preceded, it seems they got paws underneath their feet. The moonlight was the only tip for footstep.

Yash succeeded in unlocking the operation theater. The space was filled with many cabinets; some of them had scissors, scalpels, Humbys knife used for skin grafting, babcock forcepts, allies forcepts, sims speculum, artery forcepts, devoys, retracter bandages, injections, cloths, medicines etc. Two beds, couple of oxygen cylinders, and there were some records. Ryan wasn’t amazed to see this, but he was astonished to see another room attached to the theater.


It wasn’t an ordinary room; it looked like storage space, a huge refrigerator and the temperature was at minus degrees. Ryan began scanning the documents which were piled up, and yash was glimpsing at what is stored in the other room.

All of sudden yash blurted out “ryan ryan! Come here at once.”
“What happened did you found any thing unusual?”
“Don’t you think it’s a….”
“Yes it seem like that, but I’ve never seen a real one”
“I’m not able to control myself, let’s get out of here before I start puking.”
“Yash nice job!, you found an fascinating egg here, looks like what I figured out wasn’t wrong.”
“What do you mean not wrong?”
“This is not an authentic hospital, it’s a smugglers nest”
“What?”
“They sell body parts!”
“How can you say that?”
“Because the files I glimpsed, had same particulars, all of them related to heart, kidney, eyes transplantation and also dead bodies too.”
“But most of the sanatoriums do have them, they use for training purpose, I believe.”
“That’s what I was imagined until I found this document.”

Before Ryan could speak, a huge personality appeared in front of them. He looked like a colossus in the shadows, carrying a club, geared up to massacre.

“Lad’s what you’re up to??”

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IX-Toying

The next day, a normal physician came on rounds. He asked Ryan “how are you feeling young man? Is everything alright?” with a gloomy snicker Ryan answered “yup, I’m feeling much better now but still I got a little problem at the left side of my abdomen.”
The doctor started examining the left part of his belly. He said “you must have ultrasound, it might aid us.

Yash thought “what an idiot, was it necessary for him to say that!” After the discussion ended the doctor moved on to other patients. Yash came nearer to ryan and whispered in his ear “You dimwit was it needed for you to tell about that so called pain of yours?” Ryan replied with sarcasm expression “dude I’m having a little gastric problem from two days, so I thought its better to ask”.

The time deceased…..It was 11:30pm and one of the nurses came to Ryan “Excuse me! Ryan You’ll be shifted to a room tomorrow morning. If at all you’re feeling good”
Ryan jumped from his bed “thank you, I was waiting for that; I can’t sit here any longer watching these people around me.” The nurse was newly appointed; she smiled softly “why you’re so eager to leave ICU? The nurses are taking good care of you?”
“Its not like I want to leave you all here but when I look to other patients I get freaked out” Replied Ryan, making an eye contact with the nurse. This reddens her face but she didn’t show her facial expressions.

She left as yash came to meet him.
“Idiot this is not a park stop flirting with nurses” Ryan said “I know why your saying this?”
Yash with a blank expression “why”, “Because your feeling jealous of me” ryan replied with a grinning face.
“Fine I don’t care, try to sneak out as its 1:00. We got to use one last chance” Said yash.
Ryan: Yup! I remember what to do.


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VIII-Empty-handed

The next day of the week at the hospital reception, Ryan got admitted as a patient suffering from rigorous stomach ache. He was asked to stay in ICU for a two days observation. Those two days, was a nightmare for Ryan in the ICU. He was not permitted to leave out, nor did they allow Yash to stay in for more then ten minutes. Ryan’s notion that there was something devious about this infirmary; nobody is allowed to meet the patients in ICU.
He couldn’t doze in that hostile atmosphere. He made up hi mind to sneak out of the ICU. Time was 2:00 am in the early hours, Ryan walked out of the ICU. He got himself in an elevator. On the 3rd floor the doctors living room was present, may be that may turn out to be something useful for him. By that time Yash managed to filch the keys from the security guard. Both mates met at the 3rd floor reception. Fortunately not a soul was there at the reception desk.

Nearby was board hanging to the wall at the corner of the waiting lobby “Dr. Carter Slade”. Ryan got stunned to see the name plate of a departed individual. Yet after six years his nameplate is present, why? What relation does he have with this infirmary? ‘He died long back!’ Ryan thought.
Ryan nodded to check out that room. Yash tried the all keys he had but it didn’t unlock the door. Someone came abruptly, Ryan and Yash got under the table. It was a drunken assistant doctor; he was singing the same song which the old man was singing in the cemetery.

The assistant doctor Muff Fleming went to his room and slept. Ryan nodded its safe to come out now. Time was 3:30 now Ryan shrugged it was a waste to come here, nevertheless they found something suspicious behind the door. They both returned to their place, all the nurses in the ICU were snoring softly.

They got only one opportunity to enter the room again before he is shifted to a single room…They got to do in next 24hrs….


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VII-First step

Ryan returned to his house subsequent to the meeting with Slade. He switched on his PC and started searching for Dr. Carter Slade on Google. After 4 hrs as a final point he found a site which gave had a piece of writing about an incident six years earlier than. “Cardiologists attempts suicide.” So he was convinced it’s him because the occurrence mentioned took six years ago and the discussion wit yash, individuals vanishing in the woods.

He tried to explore the personal information of Slade. And finally he got the address of the infirmary in which he used to work as a cardiologist. “Medico institute of science”, recognized in 1974, considered as one of the top hospitals in the country. To get an admission in that institution, it was compulsory for the candidate to have astonishing understanding and traits.

Now it was necessity for Ryan to trip the institution, without that he can’t tail some information about Slade’s demise.
He made an appointment as a patient suffering from sever stomach ache. Yash accompanied him to the infirmary, his legs were trembling. But he maintained a reassured look on his face. He asked the doctor what’s the trouble with Ryan’s abdomen?
“Lad you might have over eaten some garbage foodstuff which is a cause for disorder inside. You should get admit, the doctors will take care of you.” said the Doc.
Ryan with a hesitating gesture asked “Is it compulsory to get admit here? I mean this can be settled using medicine too.”
Look mister I’ve told you what is needed, the judgment is yours and incase anything happen to you, we will not hold any blame. Ryan replied with a smile “alright doc I’ll get myself tomorrow morning, sharp at 9.”

Both fellows returned back…Ryan said to his parents “Dad I’m leaving for a tour and will be back after fifteen days.” His father asked “What an unexpected plan, cant you notify two days in advance. Here take this cash with you, if you get in trouble then let me know.”
With a big beam on his face Ryan hugged his father…..”Thanks dad! I know you’ll never dishearten me.”…Bye……..

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VI-yesteryear

The old man eyes got filled with tears “kid, after a long time somebody have called me like that, But before that let me introduce myself to you. I’m Dr. Carter Slade.”
I was a doctor long back. I was stabbed from at the back. And I couldn’t get a glimpse of his face, the chap who murdered me.
“Then why do you take life of public who visit this spot?” asked Ryan.
“I kill them as I can distinguish cowardliness in each individual who comes here under full moon. But I didn’t lay a hand on you. You were the only one who dared to come here twice, despite the fact that you got scared at the beginning but later on you walked here like lion in the nighttime.” Said Slade.

Ryan asked “Well then who was the woman who cries in the graveyard each night?”
Slade: It’s my wife she still believes that I’m alive.
Ryan: You can tell her.
Slade: She can’t see me…But I wish for the one who killed me should trip this spot.
Ryan: So you couldn’t make out the face of the guy who killed you.
Slade: absolutely…I’m ravenous to carnage him as he come here.

“When you were killed, was there any issue going on?” Ryan asked with a skeptical expression on his face. Slade looked at him with a perpetrate expression “what made you to say that?”
Ryan replied “I’ve been watching lots of movies where the criminal kills the Nyman who tries to stop him from doing something immoral.”
“You don’t seem to appear smart though you got a small head.” Slade said.
“Small brain? What do you imply by that geezer I’m not like you.” Ryan exclaimed.

End question I would like to ask over…..”Hey are you interviewing me, How many questions you’ll raise?” Slade interrupted. Ryan with a wickedness beam on his expression “I’ve decided to uncover why were you murdered?”
“Hey kid don’t butt in other people business, it too unsafe for you.” Warned Slade. But it was ineffective Ryan’s expression showed he was keyed up to find out the guilty party.

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V-Persuasion

He persistently moved until the voice of the female ended. Ryan got astonished why it stopped up? The circumstances enticed him to advance. Before he might progress further, the old geezer called him. “Hey you there, what do you want now?”
Ryan started gazing “where the hell the tone of voice is coming from.”
Again “You dork I told you not to come here, Go back.”
Ryan shouted “where are you? I need to have a word with you.”

The old man gave a dreadful appearance to him. All of a sudden he whispered in his ears, “HI I’m here.” That made Ryan to lose his equilibrium. “You old geezer you messed by trouser with your lame hoax”
Old geezer: ha-ha! Old geezer what a unwell way of calling me…..bastard! how dare you to name me like that? I’m still youthful.
Ryan: you’re out of your intellect…well I want to know about you.
Old man: come again??
Ryan: why?
Old man: What do you imply by why?
Ryan: What’s your name? How did you depart this life and why you murder people who visit this place….and more importantly why didn’t you exterminate me that day…..that song??
Old mad: Do you actually belief I’m gonna reply to a toddler like you.
Ryan: I don’t give a damn on what you sense, and I don’t have a tendency to listen to NO.
Old man: You’re pissing me brat!
Ryan: So you’re going to slaughter me now.
Old man: Hey fool why you’re so thrilled to die?
Ryan: Just reply my questions.
Old man: A kid is treating me like a kid. He he he he! I think I should teach you some good manners.
Ryan: ok! Grandpa……c’mon I apologize.
Old man: What did you utter just at this instant?
Ryan: What? Grandpa!

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IV-Proposal

After a fortnight one evening……

The clouds stimulated threateningly and the blazing dusk appeared resembling a pool of blood. The heavens looked unfilled, not a sole bird was in the air. The howling sounds of wolfs, gradually decrease of humidity. It looked like something nasty had happened. Ryan entered the churchyard.

As he got himself inside, the shrieking of the lady entered his ears. Ryan determined to ensure who voice was that. He started walking in the direction in east. After walking a couple of yards he remembers the conversation which he had with yash in the morning.

Ryan: I’m going to visit it again.
Yash: you idiot don’t believe about that, just stop thinking about it. You’ll lose your life, if it’s a real ghoul.
Ryan: I don’t believe in ghost. And I understand you’re frightened to come up, don’t you?
Yash: I don’t give a damn to this obsession. If you want to breathe your last so early then I’m gonna prevent you…
Ryan: Look if you don’t feel like to coming then that’s all right, but stop prying in my business.
Yash: very well!
Ryan: Fine!

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III-Curiosity

The graybeard left before ryan could question him anymore. His head was filled with wads of unanswered questions.
“Who the heck was that guy? What he was babbling about? Why does he murder people who visit this place? It’s weird he didn’t even touch me? Why did he call me as man? Baaah! Now I can’t slumber until I know about him.”

Ryan reached his home; His father asked him “where you’ve been till now?” Ryan didn’t even bother to answer. However…. “I’ve been to yash’s place he need a book.” said Ryan, later He got into his room. His thought continued till the clock pointed 12. Before sleeping he made an ensconced decision to visit the graveyard again.

He determined to inspect that spot once again, but before that he ought to tell this mystifying anecdote to yash. The subsequent day Ryan called yash and told him about his proposal to trip the necropolis another time. Yash ingenuously declined his request and warned him not to go. Ryan said “when you don’t listen to me why must I bother to consider your warning?”

He didn’t say to anyone regarding the unpleasant incident apart from yash. “An encounter with a ghost.” Wow! He knew, if his parents learn about this, they’ll never tolerate him to visit a burial site. Apparently no parent wishes their child to visit a burial site. It’s not a sight-seeing place after all.

The subsequent day Ryan went to visit the burial ground. But there was no sign of him, nor did anybody was weeping. He sat there for more then an hour waiting for the old man to turn up, but none came. He persistently visited for next three days, but disappointingly that old man didn’t show him up……

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II-Encounter

The foyer of the other end was blocked. Someone had locked it from outside. Ryan approached the entrance. He thought to leap over it but the dirt will mess up his apparel. He stood there for couple of minute and unexpectedly the similar voice shrieked. The next instant Ryan jumped off the gateway. He didn’t even dare to turn back and look at the cemetery.

It took him 5miniutes to reach yash’s domicile. When he entered he saw his residence was jam-packed wit relatives. The house was filled like plethora of tree leaves and their voices chirping like birds. Ryan asked him to come out.

Ryan: Here take your book. By the way will you introduce your cousin?
Yash: Thanks, but why?
Ryan: I just want to kick his butt.
Yash: oh c’mon relax, Have a bit to munch.
Ryan: Nope dude I got to go.
Yash: You seem troubled, is everything alright?
Ryan: Yup, I’m fine.
Ryan: Well I’m leaving bye n goodnight.
Yash: Goodnight.

He left his residence and on foot. And at last he reached the same point. The two paths laid in front of him. It’s the unchanged situation from there yet again. Ryan felt like his belly is contracting out of trepidation. He recalls what he did, even if its phantasm he’s not going back on his word. He used the same tract used for the burials.

As he reached, the entrance of the necropolis was open. It seems someone was inside.
He continued walking inside the cemetery until he heard a voice.

“Lad what are you doing here again?”


Ryan stopped walking. He turned around, it was an old man. He was wearing a cowboy hat and a black coat, thick beard and a dark complexioned face. His features matched exactly with Morgan freeman. He asked in baritone voice of his.

“Why are you here again?”
Ryan: I’m just passing by, do you got any problem with that.
Old man: I thought you won’t be coming this way again.
Ryan: what made you to think?
Old man: You’ve already reached the other entryway of this burial site.
Ryan: So?
Old man: I thought you widdled in your trousers before. You scarpered when you heard her voice.
Ryan: Whos voice? And what the hell you’re talking about?
Old man: Ahaa! It’s a long story to tell you. In reality I’m a dead man.
Ryan: Hey mister! Are you insane?
Old man: ha-ha! I know you’ll never believe me. Actually I came here to eliminate you.
Ryan: So you’re a ghost and now I’m going to be killed. Isn’t it??
Old man: Apparently your right. But I’m not going to kill you.
Ryan: Why?
Old man: After a long time I found a true man.
Ryan: What do you mean?
Old man: You ask lot of questions, I feel like slaughtering you. But I won’t.
Ryan: Hey! What’s your problem?
Old man: Goodnight lad. You’ll find the answers as you leave this yard. Bye.


The old man left singing a

“ Yohohoho Yohohoho yohohoho yohohoho
binkusu na sake wo, todoki na yuku yo
umikaze kimakase namimakase
shio no mukou de, yuuhi mo sawagu
sora nya wa wo kaku, tori no uta
sayonara minato, tsumugi sato yo
DON to icchou Utao, funade no uta
Kingpa-ginpa mo shibuki ni kaete
Oretachya yuku zo, Umi no kagiri”

Ryan stood watching him as he vaporized in the shadow.

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CONTRIVE "I-Walk"

Time was around 6pm. The visibility of moon was unclouded, though the sunrays were lustrous. The benighted blue sky was taking vantage over the shaft of light; the clouds present in the middle were like spectators in the arena. It was like a battlefield. The sun seemed to retreat for now and fight back tomorrow.


Ryan was sitting on the terrace. It is a 8th wonders to view, that he was carrying his textbook along wit him. He was alone and it seems his is out of this world, thinking something which is always unusual. Slowly the time departed till it was 9.
Unknowingly his cell phone jumped out of his pocket. His thought got babbled because of its palpitation. Yash was calling him; it was strange for him to call after 8 as his parents are non indulgent.

Yash: Hey Ryan! I want u to get my textbook. It’s little urgent.
Ryan: What? Now you need that book. Can’t you come to my place?
Yash nope dude its urgent. My stupid cousin needs that book.
Ryan: Why don’t you show him your middle-finger.
Yash: I don’t have an audacity to show. No more questions just hurry up.

Ryan shoveled the front walkway. He arrived a point where the road bifurcated. Watching that separation he recollected the lines from the poem “The road not taken” by Robert Frost. Ultimately he made up his mind to use the path less taken. It was dark. Moonlight was the only tip. Though he was little frightened but for now it’s the question of his lordliness. He can’t go back on his decision.


The entrance of the graveyard was dark and was covered with bushes. Surprisingly a small dog was standing at the entrance. Its eyes were glowing like a sapphire. And it wasn’t moving from its position. That didn’t stop him to proceed. With great effort ryan moved into the graveyard. His legs were trembling, the sweat was coming like leaked water pipe, he was about to puke, but still he kept on moving.


After 10 minutes he heard a voice. It was like a woman was weeping obstreperously. It was totaling from the east direction of the graveyard. Ryan decided to sprint, but the next second he reckoned “No way, I can’t run like a coward I’m not fainthearted.” He went on walking, but this time he paced up.
The voice of that woman seemed to pursue him, till the end of the woods. When he looked at the corners he felt the trees going to transform into something ghastly.
Also the shrieking continued like an opera. He upheld his mind, and continued his journey till he got out of it.


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