When the other voice introduced himself as GOD, the guy added one more to his psycho list, so he didn’t encourage the chat with the new guy.
“Let’s negotiate. Tell me your demands. I can pay you whatever you ask for.” The guy switched to business mode and started negotiating with his unknown enemy.
He realized getting angry or shouting is never going to take him anywhere. The terror which he experienced a few moments back haunted him within. He knew anything can happen at any time. Still, he tried. Because deep down he felt an intuition of being kidnapped by a foolish gang. Yet he cautioned himself to be careful as the foolish gang could go to any extent.
“Are you a rich guy?” Elango asked.
Elango’s question justified his intuition. He thought for a while and said “My family is.”
“Oh! Can you save me too? Please, will repay you in my lifetime. I have some savings too.” Elango asked for help.
The guy was shocked he felt a twist in his judgment. Yet he believed the man Elango was purposely twisting things. The girl tittered.
“Brother, can you save us too? We will repay you somehow.” The young girl joined the list of seekers.
The guy couldn’t get it. He was not in a state of mind to process these things. He turned out to the girl for help. “Hey, girl! Are they mocking us?”
“Don’t include me.” The girl said.
“Hey, I am sorry. But don’t you want to get out of here?” The helpless guy asked
“I feel like you are an intelligent girl. So, think, let’s find a solution.” The guy tried to team up with the girl because he felt that the only person other than him out there with a sound mind was her.
“Keep your feeling to yourself.” The girl was rude to him now.
After a few seconds of thought, she asked “How can I believe you that, you are not one among them.”
“Do I behave like those psychos?” He asked in a low voice. He thought the discussion with the girl was one-to-one. He forgot to think about his surroundings and the people around him. His only motto was to get out of that grisly place.
“We all are one,” Arivuchelvi whispered.
Arivuchelvi’s voice stirred up the guy.
While on the contrary the word psycho always triggered Elango and it pushed him to the verge of anger.
He shouted and fought with the guy once again.
“You rich idiot, how dare you? Never repeat this, I will kill you.”
Elango ended by saying, “I don’t want your help. You rich idiot. I would rather die here.”
“Never say that to me. Never.” The guy shouted; the scream felt as though the sky would fall apart.
Original Copyright © Sukanya Pon
Serial Fictions 