As of every morning, my alarm rang. I woke up to switch it off but I couldn’t and after a few seconds, it stopped. It was 6 am and I woke up after a long sleep but still laid on my bed. It was time I got ready for college.
My mom came to me and said: “Wake up son it is too late and get ready to your college.” I walked into my living room and breakfast was already served. Around 7 am I reached my bus stop. After some time I got into my bus and I sat in my spot.
All my friends were enjoying amongst themselves and as usual, I stayed calm. At 8 am I reached my college. I went to my class and sat in my place beside Rohan my best friend. Classes started and Rohan just sat beside me and to my surprise, he did not even greet me and I was waiting for him to talk. At 3 pm classes were over and we both travelled back and he still did not speak. This continued for two days.
I could observe some changes in these two days which I never experienced before in my life. No one in my family was responding to me. My mom only said me one thing every day and that was “Wake up son it is too late and get ready to your college.” My dad read a document all day and he did not even talk to me. Another surprise was my younger brother stood before our house every evening and cried for a few minutes. Later he went to my uncle’s house which was just beside ours. I’m totally confused about what is happening in my life. I could not understand why my family was behaving differently.
The next day I saw the date-card and it was 14th February 2015. As the present date was 17th February, I tried changing it but I was unable to. I don’t know why but to that mix my parents weren’t even present at home. I thought of going to Rohan’s house to talk to him.
I walked and reached his house which was just in the next lane. I could see him speaking to our classmates. I walked near to them and I could hear what he was saying. Rohan gathered all our friends to tell them that “Three days ago while Vimal was travelling to visit Hill Top to attend our meet he met with an accident and was dead. I got to know about it from his younger brother.”
He continued saying that “His father and mother who were visiting an advocate were also dead hit by a truck and it was his younger brother who is still alive he is been taken care by his uncle.” After all that I heard, I got to know many answers.
The saddest part was I could not even cry.
I went back to my house after knowing a hard reality. My parents were acting usually not knowing what happened and I wanted to let them know about the truth. However, I saw my uncle coming to my house. For the first time in my life, I felt very grateful for him as he was taking care of my brother.
He walked into our house and looking around he smiled. I was curious about why he was smiling. Foolishly he shouted, “Soon I would become rich and no one would ever dare insult me as the whole property my brother owns would be mine soon.” After listening to my uncle I was stunned. Not even for a minute, I believed that he killed us. My father for the first time apart from reading the document stood up and wanted to hit my uncle and now he knew he couldn’t.
After my uncle left I and my father told my mother how all the three of us were killed by our uncle. We knew that our brother will also be killed when he becomes an adult. As he planned my uncle shifted his family members along with my younger brother to our house. To my surprise, my uncle and aunty were taking too much care and were showering too much love towards my brother.
After two days my uncle and aunty for some reason started quarrelling and as I heard I got to know it was because of my brother. My aunty was questioning about the burden of raising another kid in the house and she straightforwardly said can’t afford her love to another one beside of her own ones. My uncle then revealed to her why he was taking care of the boy as it was the boy who owned all the estates. He assured his wife that the burden would only be for a few months. On being asked by his wife of what he is going to do, my uncle just smiled.
We tried so much to communicate with my brother but our efforts failed. I could observe that my brother changed so much after our death. As he started learning more and more about souls and devils as he was also in desperate effort to communicate with us. Though both of us lived in the same room all the time, we couldn’t talk. One day I found him reading a book “Dark Shade” and it was reputed as the best book to find answers regarding souls and afterlife. After completing the preface I started reading along with my brother and the chapter was named “Lucifer: The Ultimate Master.”
The chapter said according to ancient mythology Lucifer was the son of deity Nature and was representative of demons. His responsibility was to send away all those souls with desires to hell for proper judgment. Living in every Graveyard Lucifer waits for people to be either cremated or burnt and seeks their souls. However, the chapter concluded saying that Lucifer was also tempted with desire and has given up his duties and stop serving his purpose.
I completed reading and assumed that Lucifer could be of help. So around 7 pm in the evening, I and my parents went to the graveyard. Before we walked in we were requested by many other souls to leave and not to enter. These souls were as bright as the sun and we couldn’t stand near them. We went inside without heeding their words.
As we entered we could see many black souls waiting around burnt bodies. As we walked in between them we could see a young boy flying about the flames of burning bodies. Noticing all the souls around us we could understand that the boy was Lucifer. So I walked towards him and while I was about to talk he said: “I am going to help you but you should in return do me the favour”. I immediately asked “What is the favour?” to which Lucifer smiled. He said “I want all the three souls to be my slaves” and without any second thought, we said that yes.
All souls cheered at once to our answer. I was astonished to see them rejoice. Now Lucifer gave us two wishes and the first one being the power to talk and the second one to generate fire. I took the power of the voice and my Father took the power of fire. Before we left Lucifer touched us once and he was ice cold. His touch marked our bodies at the point of contact. Then he asked us to come to the same place after our work was done.
As we returned to our house, I immediately reached my brother’s room and while he was sleeping I whispered to him to follow me. He woke up feeling shocked and switched on the lights and could not see the source of the sound. Immediately he started chanting hexes to invoke the great Impala’s guards. I shouted fearing if the guards would really come and that is when my brother recognized my voice. I asked him to follow me. He trusted my voice for some reason and I asked him to follow him. Both of us reached the hilltop the exact same place I was visiting when I met with an accident.
After around fifteen minutes, my aunty and her daughter went to a party. My parents went to my house and my father waited for my uncle and when he came to my father burnt the whole house. Unable to escape my uncle died.
I was about to return informing my brother that I had to leave. My brother enquired of me the whole story of what exactly happened? And I told him how Lucifer gave us the powers. Listening to my words, my brother was shocked as Lucifer did exist and after a minute he shouted in disappointment as he knew how Lucifer lures everyone into his trap. He asked me to stay back immediately and started reading the book to complete it.
Meanwhile, my parents wanted to leave the house and while they were leaving, a cage formed exactly in the shape of the house. When they touched the cage they experienced the pain of their soul ripped into two halves. They could see Lucifer standing out of the cage saying “Stay there my friends! Stay there! Counting you in, I am getting very near to my goal.”