New on his duty in the hill station of Mussorie, Viraj was the newly appointed Inspector. With the new town in his charge, he decided to go for a routine check on the posts which led the way through the forest, as instructed by his senior and the previous inspector Mr Ajay.

He looked at his watch, the hands pointed at midnight. Ignoring the fact that it was late he still decided to proceed.

Reaching the check post, he saw his subordinates awake and alert as the trucks stood there for their routine check.

All going good? he asked as he stepped out of his car.
Yes, sir, everything is fine.

Hardly had Viraj steeped up their makeshift post, when a roar echoed throughout the forest, sending a chill down their spine.
What the hell said Viraj, car modifications like these are illegal and started looking in the direction of the sound.

While he was looking for the car, the pale faces of his teammates went unnoticed until the time he turned towards them.
Why the hell are you still standing like that he said, block the road.
What he heard in reply was, sir we don't block this car.
Just then a white sedan pulled up the road. Although a rare and old model but its condition was worth appreciating.
Viraj could not control his anger and he pulled the barricade.
Try how much, his teammates failed to make him understand that you won't be able to stop it and the same happened when the barricade Viraj had pulled up with many efforts, retreated in its own just as the car pulled up in front of them and Viraj was left spellbound.
The car took a small halt before Viraj and gave him a scare that was far from reality. The driving seat was empty and so was the car.
The policemen hastily removed all the barricades as the car waited patiently and just as they were out of the way, it sped up amazingly and was gone within seconds.
What was that asked Viraj as he settled down from the shock he just got.
That was Peters car, we call it the ghost car. Peter was killed in the car, by some gunmen's due to road rage and now guards this hill station against any such happening.

No outsider gets to see his car, sir said Constable Balbir are someone different.
Why so?.....asked Viraj.

Because the roar of his car is the last thing anyone who stops his way intentionally has ever heard. Said a voice from behind them.
Turning around Viraj saw a Fakir sitting beside the road smoking his pipe.

You will meet him again.


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