The day seems to be deadly silent and mournful with darkness pursing the vast smoky sky. The desolate roads seems to be acquainted by ghosts and invisible paranormal species that are wandering on the lonely streets amidst the gloomy atmosphere and smog preventing the sunlight to scatter and spread positive energy and light on earth.

The silent winds caressing the eucalyptus leaves and bushes creating a rustle but this rustle isn't like the melody of the nature but indeed it seems like the silent whispers of the souls who are trapped within the casket of agony and never ending sufferance.

Just like the woeful day, a figure or rather a warrior struggling between pain and life. Choosing one means losing the other because she cannot win life as long as she has space for pain in her heart! Death is easier for the warrior to choose because it will mark the end of her soul's agony thereby freeing her spirit from the cursed casket but if things have to be that easy for her as calling herself a loser who couldn't pass the cruel test of her destiny then probably she would have died long ago.

Life is a journey of pain to endurance because if we won't burn ourselves, we will never know what pain feels like and how easy it is to give up rather than fighting for it till you have breath in your lungs...

She was broken not once nor twice but multiple times by different people. It's enough to push someone towards their end. She didn't wanted to wake up from the abyss of darkness because it seemed probably better to her than light outside that was too intense to burn her soul.

The physical assault inflicted on her skin was rather healing with medicine but the mental trauma that she went through has made her see the world full of monsters who are ready to ravish her body mercilessly. She was a puppet of her destiny who made her dance the way it wanted through the invisible strings of her cursed fate. Besides the real world monsters, another monster was residing in her mind that was whispering to her to give up her life and embrace the darkness forever...

"W...W-what ha-happened with m-my d-daughter A-Akshat? Why is h-her body wr-wrapped i...in bandages. SPEAK SO-SOMETHING YOU B-BASTARD!!! WHY'RE YOU QUIET??!!",her mother broke into huge tears on seeing her daughter's body lying unconscious on the hospital bed since three days in an ICU ward in Hyderabad in worse condition that she never wished to see her innocent daughter in. Her heart started tearing apart in immense pain on seeing her pale and bruised skin. It was too much for a mother to take!!

"I-I'm sorry! I wasn't able to save your daughter from another m-monster from brutally torturing and R-Raping her...",he replied looking at Aranya's unconscious body with silver wetness damping his thick curvy outgrowth of the eyelids while he was trying his best to act emotionally strong in front of her mother but on the contrary, he was feeling as if someone was breaking his backbone with a hammer, crumbling it into pieces with each passing second making it hard for him to stand tall and strong like the bristling wall of strength.

A gasp escaped her mother's lips and Immediately uncontrollable tears started rolling down her cheeks... She felt like a huge stone was kept on her chest making it hard for her to breath. R-rape? That too with her innocent daughter who hasn't hurt a soul! Why has god done this inhumane cruelty with the precious piece of her heart?

Her body started trembling and sweating vigorously with loads of tears streaming down her cheeks like Niagara falls... Whispering her daughter's name, she instantly lost her consciousness and as she was about to fall, immediately Akshat held her in his arms and pressed her head firmly against his chest while calling doctors and nurses for help!!!

"I think she's got a panic attack! It would be better if she's given some rest and Mr. Malhotra, make sure to keep her away from the patient for few days...",the doctor advised him after examining her pulse rate and body temperature. He didnt said anything and just nodded his head while looking at another unconscious body! Isn't he somewhat at fault? Ofcourse he is! Then why isn't he still punished??

"Where is that dog? I've told you to keep him alive! Haven't I?",a deep voice again emerged from the dark alley, booming in the entire dark, cold and foul smelling room which held the smell of dried blood and rotten skin in it's air. Instantly the dangling sound of the chains were heard followed by the whisper yelling of the captive who was lying naked on the floor with dried blood staining his ass cheeks...

"How are you my dear guest? If my men haven't treated you warmly and fed you enough delicacies than you can tell me! I'll treat you even with more care!",he replied emotionlessly while laughing like a maniac on seeing the man struggling for an ounce of oxygen, food and water but was only fed with pain and torture.

"Kartik! Bring two Leather belts loaded with spikes!!! I want to give my guest a fair chance to play and if he wins then he'll be given freedom but if he loses than he'll be kept here and will be treated even more carefully...",he ordered kartik whose eyes immediately widened while his face turned pale on hearing his words...

"I SAID GET THE FUCKING BELT!!!",he yelled making him suddenly flinch at the intensity of his voice and he immediately nodded his head, leaving the room all at once. After few minutes, he came back with the belts that were studded wish sharp iron spikes all over it's surface!

"Good! Now get this bastard on his feet anyhow and handover the belt to him. The number of belts that this dog would thrash on my back if outnumbers the number of belts that I would thrash on his skin then he'll be set free forever from this hell!!"

The belt was handed to the captive first. The captive had no energy left in him to raise even his fingers and his hands were all wounded but seeing it as his last chance to escape, he took the belt and wrapping it tightly around his bruised and torn flesh of his right palm, he started thrashing the belts ruthlessly on his back with the skin tearing from the area where the spikes were making contact with the bare skin. Instantly dark red liquid started seeping from the deep cuts and slight needle holes that were formed on his back but he wasn't saying the captive to stop.

After about fifteen minutes of enduring the immense pain that made his skin peel off from some areas of his back, he finally took the belt from the captive's hand who was panting hard while lying on the floor after doing such hard work!!!

"It's time to kiss your life a goodbye forever!!!",a dark venom dripping cold tone echoed in the silent room making the victim's body trembling and shaking in fear while instantly he started urinating in immense horror..

Two bulky men appeared out of darkness, one carrying a loaded syringe and injected it right into his neck.

His body gradually gave up and he went limp.

"Hold the f*cking dog and drag him out of here. I'll call the cops!"

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