CRY - series 1
I am Dr.John Mc Murphy, Psychologist from New Jersey. I have a habit, which my daughter calls strange, of taking long rides across the country when I succumb to pressure. I still remember that day which happened to be the worst day of my life. It was January25th. The freeway was very dark, gloomy and extremely foggy that night; hence I could barely see anything after about a feet's distance. As it was terribly difficult driving I stopped the car on the edge of the freeway keeping the parking lights on. There was no other sound except for the harsh wind which was blowing across my car.
The cold was making me numb, so thought having a cigarette would give me relief. I wore an overcoat and a winter cap to save myself from cold and got down from the car to find the heavy wind gushing at me. I lighted the cigarette when I suddenly heard a cry; the cry was so loud that in a jerk instead of tripping down the ash, I tripped off my cigarette. I waited to hear the source of the cry, with snake ears I tried but there was no sound. Expecting it to be an illusion I picked up the cigarette from the ground and continued smoking.
As I finished smoking my cigarette I again heard a cry, this time closer, fiercer and I was pretty sure it was a woman’s voice. I walked towards the source, crossing the road into the woods, but again heard no sound but the sound of the wind. I waited there lighting another cigarette to hear any sound at all but in vain. After about thirty minutes, as I heard nothing I walked towards my car to find the door open which surprised me. I checked inside my car with my gun in hand but there was nothing missing so threw the gun inside assuming myself to have left the door open.
I started the car to go back home. The only thing on my mind was the “CRY”, nothing else. I was sure it was a woman’s voice. “Did someone kill her???? Who was she???? Or was it an illusion????” were the only things on my mind. I expected it to be my stress which was causing these illusions. I reached home after a long drive to be greeted by my wife. At dinner I told her what had happened but she ruled off stating it to be my illusion. Erasing it from my memory I went to bed as I had to get up early for work.
Next day in office I kept checking news every now and then to find any case of Kidnap or Murder of a woman, but didn't find any. I tried to rule it out of my mind but it always kept coming back. We had a very old garage thirty miles from our house where I abandoned my car, as it was bringing back the memories of the incident. As I was a Psychologist, I used my skills to treat myself. For the next two to three weeks it was fine, but then again it came back. Now it was about a month’s time and finally I ruled it out my mind.
It was February 26th, three people knocked the door of my house. I was flabbergasted to find these people at this time of the day. They were detectives with a warrant and I was arrested for the murder of a woman, named Sanya.
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The cold was making me numb, so thought having a cigarette would give me relief. I wore an overcoat and a winter cap to save myself from cold and got down from the car to find the heavy wind gushing at me. I lighted the cigarette when I suddenly heard a cry; the cry was so loud that in a jerk instead of tripping down the ash, I tripped off my cigarette. I waited to hear the source of the cry, with snake ears I tried but there was no sound. Expecting it to be an illusion I picked up the cigarette from the ground and continued smoking.
As I finished smoking my cigarette I again heard a cry, this time closer, fiercer and I was pretty sure it was a woman’s voice. I walked towards the source, crossing the road into the woods, but again heard no sound but the sound of the wind. I waited there lighting another cigarette to hear any sound at all but in vain. After about thirty minutes, as I heard nothing I walked towards my car to find the door open which surprised me. I checked inside my car with my gun in hand but there was nothing missing so threw the gun inside assuming myself to have left the door open.
I started the car to go back home. The only thing on my mind was the “CRY”, nothing else. I was sure it was a woman’s voice. “Did someone kill her???? Who was she???? Or was it an illusion????” were the only things on my mind. I expected it to be my stress which was causing these illusions. I reached home after a long drive to be greeted by my wife. At dinner I told her what had happened but she ruled off stating it to be my illusion. Erasing it from my memory I went to bed as I had to get up early for work.
Next day in office I kept checking news every now and then to find any case of Kidnap or Murder of a woman, but didn't find any. I tried to rule it out of my mind but it always kept coming back. We had a very old garage thirty miles from our house where I abandoned my car, as it was bringing back the memories of the incident. As I was a Psychologist, I used my skills to treat myself. For the next two to three weeks it was fine, but then again it came back. Now it was about a month’s time and finally I ruled it out my mind.
It was February 26th, three people knocked the door of my house. I was flabbergasted to find these people at this time of the day. They were detectives with a warrant and I was arrested for the murder of a woman, named Sanya.
Keep logging and blogging for the next episode.
Comments
Hi, Thanks for your comment
But the fact is this tory is totally different from the one that I had previously written. This is actually not a story, it is the series of episodes of a thriller which I started and this serial is named CRY.
Anyways you can check out the story which I wrote for short story classics in my blog its called "Shattered Glass"
Thx.....Ill be releasing it every Monday from now on.....
Child Relief and You..
give us some relief sanyas...
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