The Last Night
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The streetlights were dim as the mist enclosed it in its mysterious grip. She peered out of her window into the darkness, was there someone out there or was it her imagination?
It was 7 then. But clouds were dense and black. The evening looked like a black hole explosing a silhouette of something or someone. Priya looked perplexed with her naive soul thundering up and down her motal body.
While she was lost in the shudder of something inhuman, something strange, her mobile vibrated on the glass center table. She felt as if someone shaked the hell out of a her with a sudden thrust. She picked the phone up to see it was her boyfriend Ratul.
Hello! Hey, wassup girl. Have you completed the documentary?
Ratul, Ratul, I am scared. I am feeling nervous.
Hey Hey Priya, What happend...
The streetlights were dim as the mist enclosed it in its mysterious grip. She peered out of her window into the darkness, was there someone out there or was it her imagination?
It was 7 then. But clouds were dense and black. The evening looked like a black hole explosing a silhouette of something or someone. Priya looked perplexed with her naive soul thundering up and down her motal body.
While she was lost in the shudder of something inhuman, something strange, her mobile vibrated on the glass center table. She felt as if someone shaked the hell out of a her with a sudden thrust. She picked the phone up to see it was her boyfriend Ratul.
Hello! Hey, wassup girl. Have you completed the documentary?
Ratul, Ratul, I am scared. I am feeling nervous.
Hey Hey Priya, What happend...