GHOST STORIES - PART 2 - CONCLUSION
The elevator doors open with a flourish, urging me to board
it. The recorded voice of the lady in the elevator kept repeating to close the
doors without delay.
I am horrified to see the apparition’s reflection in the
mirror of the elevator. It was right behind me!
I did not wish to be stranded in the elevator along with the
apparition. I turn around abruptly and hit the staircase. Alighting them two at
a time was a herculean task considering my high heels. I was tempted to remove
them, but I did not wish to risk wasting precious moments which would reduce
the gap between me and the apparition which was following me.
The tick tacking sound of foot steps followed me as I alighted
one floor after another. I decide not to go to the parking lot. It would be
secluded and claustrophobic at this hour. I had to somehow reach my security
gate where there would be security people.
That flicker of hope kept me going. I was completely out of
breath by the time I propelled myself out of my office gate. I ran with all my
might, I could almost feel the apparition breathing down my neck. Mocking me.
I spotted the security guard behind his desk and felt
relief. The light in the security cabin was flickering giving him a ghastly
look. I knew I was imagining things considering the circumstances I was in. Never
had I been so glad to see another human being. I crashed into the cabin window
and banged on it. I wondered why the guard had not rushed out of the cabin by
now. Certainly, he might have seen me running like a mad person towards him?
The security guard
was reclining on the chair, his neck drooping backwards, fast asleep. His cap was
pushed forward covering his face. I kept banging the cabin window. The
apparition was beside me for all I knew. I dared not look sideways. Any moment
now I would be attacked.
Was this a nightmare? How could such things possibly happen
in real life? My office was haunted? My logical mind kept throwing such
untimely questions to me.
Finally, the security guard stirred. He moved in slow
motion. His cap made the first movement as it glided back on the head. It was
then that I realized the guard did not have any face! There were two blobs of
white in the stark black background, staring at me from the vicinity where his
face should have been there.
I scream in terror and lapse into oblivion as the surrounding
darkness engulfs me.
💀👽Swarupa Chavan
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