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"Oh, it was aluminum. That doesn't matter; I have got solution for that too" Jeff said, realizing something. Sam looked at him dubiously. Jeff removed a stone necklace from his neck and broke it. He collected all of the stones in his one hand and pulled behind a nylon thread. He pocketed the stones in his other hand. Now, he held a nylon thread in his hand. Sam was looking at him with confusion. "Now, look at the second trick. Just come with me" Jeff said. Sam followed him. Jeff went to the door and inserted a nylon thread into the latch hole. He held the nylon thread ends in both hands and said "Please, go out of the door." Sam followed his instructions. Jeff also went out of the door, holding the thread ends and closed door from that side. The door was closed and the thread, which was still in Jeff's hands, was attached to latch through the miniature slit between the doors. Jeff slowly pulled the nylon thread with both hands. He then released the one end and pulled the thread with his other hand. The complete thread came out, which was now in his hand. "Now, try to open the door." Jeff insisted Sam. Sam pushed the door. The door was latched form inside. Astonished, Sam stared at him. "Now I am sure." Sam said. "About what?" Jeff asked. "What you must have been before you joined the police force" Sam said jokingly. Both of them smiled. "But tell me one thing'' Sam asked. Jeff looked at him quizzically. " What if the door is locked with a key from the inside?" Sam asked. " Then there must not be any way to open it. Other than..." Jeff didn't finish his sentence, scared at it's
ludicrousness. "Other than what?'' Sam asked. " Other than some ghostly powers" Jeff concluded. In the conference room, there was a meeting. On the wall, a white screen was hung. The layout of two houses, side by side, appeared on the screen from the projector. Using a red laser pointer, Sam was explaining. . . "Mr. Parker and Mr. Anderson . . ." Sam started. Christopher and Ronald were listening carefully. "These are the spots in your houses, where the cameras will be fixed. In the bedroom, there will be three cameras and in the rest of the house, there will be three more cameras fixed at different places. These cameras will be connected to a circuit TV where our surveillance team will be continuously monitoring the activities in your houses" Sam was outlining. Christopher, under his breath, murmured in Ronald's ear, "Do you think it's going to work?" Ronald looked at Christopher and without responding to him asked Sam, "What if the killer stays away from the cameras?" "Gentlemen, we've installed moving cameras therefore your whole house will be under the cameras view. Let me assure you that this is the most effective trap we have arranged for the killer. The killer cannot escape if he tries to intrude. Literally, our technical staff have taken all of the necessary steps to design this surveillance arrangement." Sam tried to clear their doubt. "What you are going to do with the killer after you catch him?" Christopher asked. " He will be prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law" Sam assured them. "What if they escape?" Christopher then asked. "Like the people who killed that innocent
In a small colony, there was a house: a highly ventilated house. The things going on inside were visible for the rest of the neighbourhood. A man sitting in the foyer could be seen from the window. It was George, Nancy's brother. Grown beard, disorganized hairs. This time, he appeared more undone and eerier than before. He was sitting in his foyer, in front of the fireplace. He held a cloth made doll, probably made by himself. He picked up something from a plate kept on his right side and murmured some unintelligible words. "Abs thee baa rass keyeetin stata" He threw the material from the plate onto the fireplace. The fire blazed up. Again, he murmured some similar unintelligible words. "Katsii Nantdi Vasharpat rerrat stata". Again, he threw the material kept on the plate onto the fireplace. The fireplace blazed, this time more wildly. He kept aside the doll, bowed against the fireplace and rubbed his forehead on the ground. A man was watching this from the outside. The man saw that George had got up and made a strange shrieking sound. The man watching from the neighborhood was startled. George held the doll and again made the strange shrieking sound. An eerie silence then fell. Eerie silence spread everywhere. "I hope you're ready to die Steven" George said to the doll. "No... I don't want to die, George I apologize I am very sorry. I'll do anything for you, please forgive me" George was mimicking a voice for the doll, as if it was pleading. "You will do anything? Can you bring back my sister?" George said in his own voice. "No! How can I do that? It's not in my power.
I can do anything but that" the doll then replied, via George's voice. "Is it? ...then be ready, give me your life." George talked with the doll. The man was still listening and watching, now hiding just behind the window. It was midnight and the street was empty. George vigilantly came out of his house and looked around. He hid the doll in a bag he was carrying. He locked the door. Coming out of the gate, he vigilantly looked around again. The road ahead was dark until the end. He started walking quickly down the road. The man watched George from the window. It was so dark outside that he was not visible to George. The man watching him turned from the window and walked away. George was walking ahead speedily and the man followed him without coming into contact. The man followed George and reached a cemetery. The trees had grown high and were densely packed around the cemetery. The owls sitting on the tree watched carefully. The wailing sound of a dog unsettled the environment. The man was not comfortable in this fearful surrounding. But he didn't want to return unless he knew what George was after. As George entered the cemetery the man watched from behind the cemetery boundary wall, with an astonished expression on his face. George was digging a hole in the ground. He removed the doll from the bag, placed it in the hole. Again, he murmured something, filled the grave with soil and stood on it to flatten it down. ....Sam was listening intently to the man sitting across from him. "The next morning I could not believe my ears when I heard the news of Steven's murder" the man concluded.