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It was my first day at school.... my new school. Heard about it before that teachers are very strict, students are bold and fluent, no talk in Hindi only English is allowed otherwise, a thin cane is waiting to decorate your palms with beat marks, so yes I was scared. By the way, I am Kiara, a person full of curiosity and creativity. I was not mastero in speaking English but I was sure that I will learn. I entered the class labeled 7th standard.... now it's weird that instead of analyzing the class, my attention was dragged towards a boy behaving as if he has not seen girls before.... I mean he was not staring at but was behaving as he is alegeretic from them. It was Rohan.... although I don't like judging people or making advance perceptions but at that very moment, I didn't like him or to be honest I hated him.......
Classes started and with time all unknown became friends.... oh again let me clarify, girls and boys became friends not among them but within them separately. Now there are two groups.... girls gang and boys gang. Simultaneously we all were divided into different houses.... I was in Yellow, my favorite colour and he was in Yellow, my not so favorite and that too the HOUSE CAPTAIN. I don't know what was his problem.... why he is always like "I me aur mein". He don't speak nicely, he don't walk nicely, he don't behave nicely, he don't smile nicely.... actually he is a jerk.
It's gonna be fun.... fest week is going to start and I am super excited for so many things race, relley, kho-kho, high jump, dance and March past. We started practicing long ago for March Past as it's all about coordination here. Being a Captain, it was Rohan's duty to lead, command and along with that monitor the rest of the house while programmes. We were senior most in school so duties were alotted to us as well. I have to keep younger ones quite as told by so called Rohan.
Sports were started and we all pulled our socks, forgetting that who we HATE, came together to make YELLOW win. Girls won relley and kho-kho and boys won cricket but here comes the most dramatic scene when "Mr. Rohan was immediately taken to classroom after the match followed by school boys CRUSH Ms. Priya and few students including ME.... OK so I didn't go to check on him, it was my class too I had some work.... fine I wanted to see he is hurt or just acting. He shouted like hell when Ms. Priya tried to put dettol. I was curious to see how much he is hurt and I found the same thing which I was expecting.... a SCRATCH that's it, how can he create scene like daily soap over just a small scratch.... he behaved as if he is Rohini not Rohan. He saw me smiling at him and I continued as I love watching him like this.... ah no doubt he too don't leave any chance to bother me as he did the very next day.
I was trying to make children quite so I just said "keep quite otherwise your stupid Captain will come". He heard that.... I thought he would be angry or would not talk to me that we usually don't but Iiiiiii never imagined "what he did that day".... complained to Ms. Priya, like seeeeeeeriously. Are you kidding me.... you are grown up how can you do like nersery child, ahhhhhhhhhhhhh I HATE YOU.
With time things were settled, we got busy into boards and all. I never took any tution classes but in 12th standard I decided to join Nair Aunty's classes for Physics. Rohan also use to come there but this is not which I was bothered about. I was worried about my decision as my father use to teach me till now and I was scared if he will be hurt about my decision. We discussed things and he was fine with it.
At tution on my first day, Rohan was surprised to see me or I should say he was shocked and definitely not happy....... so do I, our friends were aware about this disliking for each other. I don't know but what just happened to my friend's, they use to poke me when Rohan arrives at classes......"look na you both are wearing same colour, see he is staring you and so on".
Boards were on head and atmosphere at home was very tensed. Here suddenly, parents realised their duties. Papa's have to hide laptop chargers, tabs, ipads and Mom's have to hide TV remote, novels. There was a strict rule "NO TV". In all this, I was confused because I started thinking about Rohan, his mischiefs, my fights with him, his stupisities.....his smile, his face, his.......WHAT is happening to me why I am thinking about him.
I tried diverting my mind and focus towards studies alongwith that I thought to figure it out after exams.
We were done with board exams and all other competitive exams also. Now this was the time when we were waiting for our results and college counseling. Our daily routine was to eat, sleep and roam with friends. There were no studies as we don't know what to study, there were no hiding of entertainment stuff, it felt like heaven.......
I figured out the Rohan's matter, I decided to tell him that I think "I love you". I told this to one of our common friend Meera, she told me that Rohan already have a girlfriend. I was broken and there were so many filmy lines which were coming to my mind......"mera pelha pyar adhura reh gaya", "tujhe yaad na meri aayi kisise ab kya kehna", "tu pyar hai kisi aur ka tujhe chahta koi aur hai", "aacha chalti hoon duaooo mein yaad rakhna......". Then I thought to tell him because atleast I will be ok that I told him......
On 9th December, 2011 @ 06:00 PM, I called him and yes Rohan was shocked about my call, I said "I LOVE YOU". Rohan said "I have a girlfriend". I said "I KNOW", I told him "I hope the way you love her, she also do". He took a pause and said "I think so". The call was dropped and I was happy not because I told him but because "if he didn't say YES then also he didn't say NO". We moved on with college. He went Ahemdabad and I went Kelera......
After completion of first semester, students were very happy as it was home coming after soo long. I was packing my bags and was so excited to meet my school friends and may be Rohan.......we reached hometown back to back and planned a reunion. Riya (my school friend) called me and said "Rohan was asking for your number". Ok now where were this comes from.......I asked "WHY". She said she has given my number. I was confused what he wanna say, Is he going to say I......... Naaaa he will not. I was pretty happy that Riya gave him my number as I got to know earlier "he broke up with his girlfriend".
At reunion, we all met and everything went on well. In the evening, Rohan called "I am sorry". I asked "Sorry for what". He said "Sorry because I didn't accept your proposal at that time". I said "Proposal???? it's ok, we were kids and now I imagine that how I proposed you......". We laughed over this thing but I was aware on back of my mind that I still love him and whatever I said was because I didn't want to make him uncomfortable.
Semester break was over and we went to our colleges. Rohan and I started talking on phone. I found him good and he found me practical. With time UG was completed, he started with job and I went for PG degree.
I am 24, have a job but planning to change. Here I am planning to start my career and there my parents are planning to get rid of me.......in simple words, they are planning to get me married which I don't want. All these years I focused on studies and was just not able to stop thinking about him. We talk sometimes and everytime I start loving him more. I imagine him when I am sad I imagine him when I am happy, his only thought brings smile on my face he is always with me I imagine him in every situation I make my own stories with him I fell for him more and more......
Finally on 15th February, 2018 @ 11:00 PM I called him......
Rohan: Hi, kaisa hai beta?
Kiara: (Oh I love him more when he calls me "beta", thinking in mind) Hi, Mein badiya tum kaise ho.
Rohan: I am good.
Kiara: I hope you were not sleeping and even if you were then wake up its quite important.
Rohan: If I say that I was sleeping than I know you won't let me so yeah.......tell me
Kiara: Ok so I am confused ahmmmmmmm Rohan what were you doing?
Rohan: I am pretty sure you didn't call me to ask this.......right?
Kiara: Ok so I just called to say......I mean ask......I mean say......
Rohan: Yeah tell me I am listening
Kiara: Wait a second I think on the back of your mind you know what am I gonna say?
Rohan: Yes but I want to hear it from you.
Kiara: (ab jab sammne wala aise reply karega toh aapko toh positive wines hi aayenge na, thinking in mind) Ok so I wanted......I will start from beginning OK
Rohan: Don't tell me tu mujhe lamba pakane wali hai.
Kiara: Shut up
Rohan: I was kidding beta
Kiara: So Rohan I use to hate you alot from 7th to 12th standard.
Kiara: Yes and then I don't know what just happened to me and I......
Rohan: Say it
Kiara: I like you
Kiara: Ok so I will give background music dhiding dhiding dhiding.......
Kiara: One more thing.......this is not a question I just wanted to tell you......I don't want any ANSWER from you I just wanna let you know
Rohan: I know you are not dying for me and you don't find me special but yes I am feeling special at this time.
Rohan: (after a long silence) Hey, I like you too because I can share anything with you, whenever I feel like talking I have you and trust me I don't want you to solve my problems with me......I just want you to sit with me and listen to me.
Kiara: Okk so now you are confusing me......there is a difference between your liking and mine.
Rohan:. Yes, there is a difference.
Kiara: You clarified your side now it's my turn......Rohan......no matter I am sad or happy I always imagine you.....if I have so many problems or if I have solution to each of them.....I just thik that you are with me.
Rohan: Wao I am proud of you because I would never be able to say and I am very glad you said this to ME.
Rohan: Well tomorrow I am leaving for cousins (our common family friend) wedding, you also come na I will be bored there alone.
Kiara: Naaaa you have fun
Rohan: (it's 12:07 PM) I want to say something I hope you will not scold me.....
Kiara: No I will not......tell me
Rohan: I am very sleepy
Kiara: Expected.......you can sleep
Rohan: I will call you once I reach to the wedding point.
Rohan: Bye beta
Kiara: (don't go......I love you, thinking in mind) Bye.......
I feel like getting him off my head and very next moment I feel like hugging him tightly. I know I love him and also I want to get over him. I will not call it a one sided love story......all I will call it is "a complete love story without an ANSWER".
What would happen if Superman was found by Wayne and brought up with Bruce?
Okay, let's have some fun with it.
Let's have a story-
Thomas Wayne was traveling to Smallville for new business venture and he saw the kryptonian rocket landing in some of his just bought land.
He found a blue eyed little boy came out of the space ship smiling who managed to lift his limousine from one side.
Thomas Wayne was shocked out of his mind seeing everything and decided to bring the kid to his home - ‘The Wayne Mansion'
After hearing everything from Thomas, Martha Wayne was concerned, she asked him whether it was wise to bring an alien kid back in their home specially with Bruce being there
Thomas replied, “I thought about that but after looking at the innocent face of that child, I could not inform the authority with my right mind, they would keep him in some prison and would experiment on him”
Martha said, “But is Bruce safe with him?”
Thomas said, “Let’s have an eye on him for 24X7, I know a very well equipped guy for this, he is my old friend who is looking for a job currently, he is a war veteran and did some spying for the queen England, he has nowhere to go, he will be more than happy to do this job”
Martha asked, “What is his name?”
Thomas Wayne said, “He is known as Alfred Pennyworth, he is a decent human being despite his past”
6 years later-
Martha said to Thomas, “I won't have believed if you had told me that Clark would turn out to be such good boy, he has become such good friend to Bruce, both of them do everything together now”
Thomas said, “Yeah, I won't say that I didn't have any doubt but Clark is such a good boy, I mean Bruce is little naughty sometimes but not Clark, I think all the credit goes to Alfred”
A few minutes later-
Bruce ran towards Martha and asked angrily, “Mom, why can’t Clark come with us to the Opera House?”
Martha said, “We told you before that Clark is slightly different from us, we have to keep him in secret otherwise people would lock him up which is why Alfred home schooled him, he just can't come anywhere with us”
Bruce said, “Come on, it's not fair, if he doesn't go, I won't go either”
Thomas said to Bruce, “Come on, Bruce, please understand the situation…..”
Suddenly, Clark came from behind and said to them, “It's okay, Bruce, I will be playing with Alfred, he will teach me some stuff about myself, he is teaching me now how to control my powers”
Bruce said, “Wow, cool, now, I won't go to Opera, I would stay and play with them too”
Thomas said, “Bruce, you know, we have to go, all of us are invited, it would look bad if we don't go together”
Bruce said with a huge dissapointment, “Okay, Alfred, you have to show me also what you did with Clark”
Alfred said with a smile, “Okay, master Bruce, okay”
In the Opera House-
Thomas got a call from somewhere and after speaking in the phone for sometime, he became restless.
Martha asked, “What happened? Who was that?”
Thomas said, “I will tell you later but we have to go”
Martha said, “But concert didn't finish yet”
Thomas said, “We will go from backdoor, I already informed Alfred to send a limousine for us”
In the dark alley-
Martha said, “I am feeling little scared walking through such dirty dark alley”
Suddenly a man came out of nowhere and said, “Give me everything otherwise I will shoot you now”
Thomas said, “Okay, okay, don't shoot, this is my wallet, take everything, but don't shoot”
That guy said after looking at Martha's necklace, “Give me that necklace otherwise I will shoot”
Martha said, “No, this is my mother's, she gave me when she died, it's my mother's memory”
Suddenly, that guy shot twice and when Thomas tried to jump on that guy, he was shot as well
As both of them were struggling to have their last breath, that guy looked at frightened Bruce and said with a smile, “You can thank Jesus, kid, that I don't kill little kid, just know that it wasn't personal, I was hired to do this” and he left
Commissioner Gordon came quickly after hearing that his old friend Thomas Wayne and his wife was murdered infornt of their little boy in a dark alley
Commissioner Gordon said to a stiff Bruce while hugging, “You are not alone, Bruce, your father was my friend, I will always look after you, I will capture your parent's murderer and see it to that he gets the harshest punshiment possible”
Alfred said to Commissioner, “If everything is done, can I take him home?”
Commissioner Gordon said to Alfred, “Who are you?”
Alfred said, “I am his old friend plus butler plus housekeeper plus his guardian in absence of his parents”
Commissioner Gordon said,“Very Interesting!!! What are you two going to do in that huge mansion?”
Alfred said, “I was hoping to take him back to England, my homeland to get him away from all this nightmare for a while, we will return to Gotham later”
Commissioner Gordon said, “Good luck, by the way did you know anything about the last call that Mr Wayne took from some unknown source before all this”
Alfred said, “No, it's a news to me as well, keep me informed if you find anything more on this”
In the Wayne Mansion-
Bruce quickly went to his room and shut the door
Alfred said to Clark, “Has he eaten anything?”
Clark said, “Nope, he isn't even talking to me”
Alfred said to Clark, “It's understandable after this terrible tragedy, let's give him some space for awhile, in the meantime, we have something to discuss”
Clark said, “What? What is it?”
Alfred said, “Look, I have decided to take him back to London for awhile, change of scenery would be good for him, in the meantime, I know a decent couple in Smallville who are childless, I was thinking about asking them to adopt you, do you want that?”
Clark said, “I understand”
Alfred said, “Don't worry, they are very very good individuals, they would love to have you as their son and I will return to Gotham in couple of years down the line with Bruce, you will stay with us then again in Wayne Mansion”
Clark said, “I understand”
Alfred said, “I have taught everything to you that I know and knowing you, Clark, you will learn everything by yourself very very quickly, don't forget to hide your identity even from your new found adopted parents, you are now ready to assimilate with normal kids on your own age, again don't forget to hide your identity, act as any normal kid, go to school, study hard etc etc and lastly I may have found your mother ship in Antarctica from my past contacts, go check it out when you will grow up little more and more in control of your flight powers”
Clark said, “Okay and thanks Alfred for everything”
Alfred said, “I didn't do much, Clark, it's you, everything is your doing, you are such a brilliant kid, you will achieve a lot, always remember if you have abilities then use it to help others and always be responsible with your powers”
Clark said, “Thanks, I will always remember that”
8 years later in Smallville -
Clark Kent and Lana Lang was preparing to kiss for the first time…..
Suddenly, Clark heard a familiar tone….
“Great to see you, Clark, that you've grown out of that Wayne Mansion”
Clark said, “You are Bruce, aren't you? Wow, you are definately looking like Mr Wayne's son”
Lana Lang said, “I read about you, Mr Wayne, I saw you in the news channel, your big return to Wayne industry”
Bruce said, “I know as if news reporters don't have any other things to write about, what about that guy who wears that black cape and wears that rediculas bat costume and do vigilantism in Gotham's night, crazy, I know”
Clark said, “I don't know about that because someone who would do something like that must be very skillful and damaged inside”
Lana Lang said, “Forget all that but Clark, you didn't tell me how do you two know each other?”
Clark said, “Late Mr Wayne, first adopted me and then after his death, Pa and Ma did as they were childless, I know Bruce from childhood”
Lana said, “How cool is that! And I thought you were just another small town bore”
Bruce said, “Ha, ha, Clark and boring!!!!!!”
Clark said, “No, you are right, I am just another small town bore, I am very lucky that you are with me”
Bruce said, “Clark, you should come back to Wayne Mansion, Alfred and me, both are missing you”
Clark said, “Thanks Bruce but I am happy living here”
Bruce said, “Really, in this small town!!! I thought we were brothers”
Clark said, “We are and we are always going to be but Smallville has now become a special place in my heart, I will visit Gotham later”
Bruce said, “Not later, day after tomorrow, I am throwing a big party in Wayne Mansion, both of you are invited”
Clark said, “Okay, Bruce, we will go”
Day after tomorrow-
Lana said to Bruce, “Wow, you used to live here? It must be very interesting”
Clark said, “Nuh, you get used to it after awhile, to be honest, it was lonely, I am lucky to have Pa and Ma”
Alfred hugged Clark after seeing him and said, “Look at you, Clark, what an impressive gentleman you have turned out to be”
Clark said, “Good to see you too, Alfred, you look the same as always”
Bruce said to Clark, “You guys came, let me introduce you to Mayor and Commissioner Gordon”
Commissioner Gordon said to Bruce, “Now that you are back what are you going to do? Are you going to take charge of your father's business?”
Bruce said, “I was hoping for that”
Suddenly, a beautiful red head young woman came and said to Commissioner, “Dad, it's a party, I am sure Mr Wayne has a lot on his plate, no business talk”
Bruce said, “Your name is Barbara, isn't it?”
Barbara said, “You remember me then”
Bruce said with a smile, “Why should not I? We used to read in the same class”
Barbara said, “Yes and if I remember correctly, you were quite a brat”
Bruce said with a huge smile, “What!!??! Me!!!!??? Noooooo!!!?!”
Bruce said to them, “Let me introduce to my brother Clark, his yet to be officially girlfriend Lana”
Clark said to Bruce with a smile, “We are not saying that”
Barbara said to them by looking at Lana, “I understand”
Lana said to Barbara, “Thanks for understanding”
Bruce said to them, “Yeah, you girls always stick together”
Barbara said, “As if you guys don't”
Suddenly, a breaking news came that all the dangerous and unstable patients from Arkham Asylum escaped.
Commissioner Gordon said to Bruce, “Sorry, but I have to go”
Bruce said, “Absolutely, absolutly”
Party was over slightly after that as public panic was spreading
When Clark was talking to both Lana and Barbara, he heard with his super hearing that Bruce said to Alfred, “It's time”
A couple of hours later-
Everyone saw in TV screen that a guy in bat like costume was chasing unstable violent patients of Arkham Asylum and capturing them with outstanding skills.
Lana said to Clark, “Wasn't Bruce talking about that guy? I don't like this vigilantism, these people think that they are some kind of Outlaws”
Barbara said to her, “Excuse me, I completely disagree with that, infact I would say Batman is doing what police should be doing, I know for a fact that as my father is the police commissioner, sometimes police are limited inspite of all their efforts, criminals get away so if this Batguy is doing something to that, I would say more power to him”
Clark said, “Hey, both of you, relax, I am sure police are handling it”
Clark said to them, “You guys sit here, I have to talk to Alfred”
Clark could not find either Bruce or Alfred in the mansion
He used his x-ray vision to find out about the underground cave.
He saw Alfred was sitting there infront of multiple large computer monitors.
He quickly discovered the entry point to that cave and went inside
Alfred hearing Clark's footsteps said, “I was wondering how long it would take for you to discover this cave, I guess it didn't take much time then”
Clark said, “Bruce is this Batman, isn't it?”
Alfred said, “What do you think?”
Clark said, “How could you let him do this?”
Alfred said, “Believe me when I say this he can take care of himself very well”
Clark said, “All that time, you were gone, he was doing this?!?”
Alfred said, “And more”
Clark said, “Why? Why did he need to do this?”
Alfred said, “After his parent's death, Bruce was damaged very badly inside, he was in a very very dark place, the only way to channel his darkness was to focus on the right direction, I nudged it and rest he did that by himself”
Clark said, “There was no other option?”
Alfred said, “Believe me when I say this that there is some very well constructed method to his madness”
Clark said, “You always told me to be responsible with my powers!!”
Alfred said, “And you did that, didn't you? That earth quake in Smallville, there was a news report that a guy who moved so fast that almost like a blur rescued a lot of people from the disaster, I knew it was you then and there, I am proud of you, Clark, I am proud of you”
Clark said, “But he doesn't have any powers, Alfred, he is just a human”
Alfred said, “He is not just a human anymore, Clark, he transformed himself to something more than that now, he lives by a code now, Bruce Wayne is the mask he wears outside, he is Batman inside”
Clark said, “And you are happy with that?”
Alfred said, “I am not unhappy specially considering the struggle he had to go through to become the symbol you are seeing today”
Clark said, “I should go there to help him”
Suddenly, Batman entered into the batcave.
Seeing Clark, he said, “I guess you would have figured it out by now”
Batman said to Alfred, “There's this guy whose face is burnt in acid calling himself Joker escaped from Arkham, he is highly dangerous and unpredictable, and I couldn't find him anywhere, we need to come up with a different strategy”
Clark said, “Let me help you Bruce”
Batman said, “You?? I am sorry you are not trained for this”
Clark said, “I am sorry, what? I am not trained for this!!!”
Batman said, “What I do require more than powers and abilities and you are not trained for this”
Clark said, “I am sorry but that's funny”
Batman said, “Oh! Really!! Come on, punch me, Clark”
Clark said, “What? Are you kidding? You must be kidding”
Suddenly, Batman punched towards Clark and Clark easily avoided that and said, “You are being childish Bruce” and suddenly Batman used some kind of sonic weapon on Clark and which made Clark nuts because of his super hearing
And Bruce said to him, “Now, imagine Clark if I had a kryptonite now which can be found by the way, it's rare but it can be found, this is why you need training”
Clark said, “Okay, you win, Bruce, teach me how to fight”
Bruce said, “And you will need a new uniform as well, you can't be blur all the time, you need to wear a mask, probably not like mine since you are epitome of light contrary to my darkness”
Alfred said, “And Clark, I have finallly been able to pin point the latitude and longitude of your mother ship in Antarctica, you might find something interesting there as well”
This will be the beginning of World's greatest team………
A Twisted Love Story(Part 1)
(It's a figment of my imagination. I don't meant to disparage any organization,community or nation.)
Natasha Kapoor was flying back home. Home! How she missed home and her parents. It had been almost a month since she saw them. She was an only child of her parents and at the age of 24,they were still very protective of her. She remembered how hard it had been to persuade her parents to let her come to Pakistan. She was one of the doctors working with Medecins Sans Frontieres. MSF helped people worldwide where the need was greatest,delivering emergency medical aid to people affected by conflicts,epidemics,disasters or exclusion from health care. It had been her first project with MSF and she liked helping underprivileged people.
Somebody sat next to her and pulled her out of her reverie. She saw a beautiful couple with a cute boy aged about 5. The boy was restless and his parents had to settle him down. The woman gave her a polite smile and started a conversation. They had been chatting when a guy moved past them through the aisle. The guy stopped for a minute and looked at Natasha.
Natasha felt someone staring at her and looked up. There was a guy looking at her intently. The first thought that came to Natasha's mind was how handsome he was. She had stopped mid-sentence and was staring at him. The woman looked from her to the guy she was staring at and cried out, 'Rehaan Khan...Rehaan Khan!' The guy..err..Rehaan Khan flashed her a beautiful smile and proceeded to take his seat. The woman ran after him and Natasha heard her ask him for an autograph. So he was a celebrity! He must be a movie star, thought Natasha. When the woman came back, she was gleefully smiling. She told Natasha how big a fan of Rehaan Khan she was! He was her favourite pop star. She kept talking about him...
Natasha glanced at Rehaan Khan and realised he was looking at her. She quickly looked away. Rehaan couldn't help but smile. She was really beautiful. He would like to know her..be with her. He was deep in thoughts when the air hostess started giving instructions. He blocked her out and tried to get some sleep. They had been airborne for almost half an hour when he heard shrieks from around him. He woke up with a start. He saw three men holding guns. One of them announced that they had hijacked the plane. Some people started crying, others were screaming. The terrorists intimidated the people into silence. One of them went to the cockpit,while other two kept guard.
Natasha was terrified. She couldn't believe what had just happened. She thought she was never going to see her parents again. The thought made her dizzy and she felt as if she was going to pass out. Then all of a sudden she saw Rehaan Khan getting up from his seat and tackle one of the terrorists, it all happened in a flash.Rehaan pushed him down and throttled him. The second man came ready to gun him down but Rehaan lunged at him snatching the gun away from him. He then hit the man with the butt of the gun and knocked him unconscious. The third terrorist came out running but before he could do anything Rehaan shot him down. It was all over within minutes.
Rehaan walked into the cockpit and showed the pilot his I.D. which stated he was an ISI agent. Then he ordered him to fly back to Lahore.
What I'm about to share with you is what happens to man with no interactions, nothing to share, nowhere to go and nothing to do. After such time, the human mind molds to its surroundings to the point where it doesn't even know it's alone anymore. This is a brief yet never ending look on the inside of a desolate life to some but to one man, a carousel of very much unwanted attention.
Steven came into work when the sun was down and left when it was down. He didn't have a front desk man to check in with, no assistants to issue orders to and certainly no passerby to wish him a good day. All he knew was there would be a new body to examine and store, compliments to the delivery people who made the transfer prior to his shift. These bodies had no family, no friends or loved ones to claim them, maybe that's why he felt so intertwined with them.
This morning started like any other, he came into the office well before sunrise and drank his coffee while looking over the new body laying before him. This now dead body belonged to "Harold Stein". Harold was struck by a car while escaping a mental institution not far from the morgue. Steven wondered if he let the car hit him, giving him freedom from the white walled prison that entrapped him. Pondering the case, he knew he would have dove into that car. The dead man's head was split open in the back, requiring Steven to sow it back up, something he had done time to time. Most people did puzzles or excersised, whatever floated their boat to blow steam off, sowing people back together is what relieved Steven's stress. After the last stitch, he layed him on his back and pushed the slab back into the wall and closed the latch, almost sad it was over. Steven went to put another batch of coffee on when he heard a knock from behind him. He was so used to silence, he dropped the coffee pot and watched it shatter to pieces, steaming coffee forming a river leading to where Harold was stowed. Slowly, he turned around and looked around the entire room, giving every place he would hide a chance to reveal a burglar. Then the knock came again and Steven knew exactly the area it was coming from, Harold's new home, the third slab up on the right wall. Even though he knew there was no other staff working he looked behind him real quick before reaching out slowly to the metal coffin. The closer his hand got the louder the knock sounded out while the overhead light started to flicker madly. As soon as he grasped the handle the light stopped flickering and the knocking came to a halt. Steven's heartbeat slowed down, his breath came to a normal pace as he turned around to fetch his coffee. He lifted it up to take a sip and turned around to see Harold the dead corpse standing in his face. The coffee cup made it's descent to the hardwood floor and shattered into pieces as all the lights now started flickering. Steven back pedaled a few steps then turned around and sprinted out the building. It wasn't real, it was just the morgue playing tricks, these sort of facts raced through his mind while he lay there that night, light years from sleep. The following morning he rose and reported to work, the traumatizing event from the previous night well behind him. The parking spot was the same, the coffee set up the same, the noiseless chatter was even the same. One thing was utterly different, Steven knew this when he looked up at the working slab in the middle of the room and saw Harold, out of the wall and back to where he was originally first seen. Perhaps the shift before him brought Harold back out to examine the stitch job Steven had done. The weary eyed mortician sat at the desk and looked for any signs of the prior shift doing this and then heard a faint raspy voice.
Harold: "Getting stocked into the wall like some market meat is getting kinda old Steven."
Shear panic streamed across Steven's face, lips fumbling to form a sentence but failing to do so. He got up slowly and tried to calm his breathing, figuring this was all due to a lack of sleep. Quickly, he jotted down on a piece of paper that he was feeling I'll and sent himself home. In his dreams that night he found himself trapped in the wall, body stuck to the slab. He was pulled out and saw Harold standing over him, scalpel in hand as his eyes glazed over at the split opening in Steven's head. Waking up with a sharp gasp, sweat formed on his forehead, though he felt shaking cold. Drama was never something Steven wanted to be a part of, he knew he had to continue with his work or at least try to. Pulling up to his usual parking spot he noticed the lights were already on, something he usually did himself. Not five seconds went by before he heard that same raspy voice call out to him.
Harold: "Before you slam me back into the wall, just hear me out, please."
Steven gave in to it, he gave into the possibility that this might actually be real.
Steven: "Say what you have to say, I'm listening."
Although he said he was listening he had to convince himself to let the words spill through his ears and let his brain process what it meant.
Harold: "Alright, look Steven. I'm not sure how else to tell you this but the only reason you can see me, and hear me is because you are dead, just like I am."
Steven: "That's nonsense, you're just a figment of my sleepless nights, you are just something my subconscious has put together to give me a scare."
Harold: "Oh how I wish that was true Steve. Have you not ever wondered why you don't see any other staff members? You know that you never once have been in the break room, you have never taken a break besides stopping to make coffee."
Steven: "What do the breaks and the break room have anything to do with this?"
Harold: "Look for yourself, tell me what does that staff list plaque say in that dreadful room?"
Steven stumbled over to the hanging plaque and stripped it off the wall, buckled to the ground and let the picture fall from his grasp, only tears to defend his sudden actions. He was dead. Steven was the man Harold hit on his way out from his prison escape. At that second he disappeared and was sent into a world of nothingness.
The required personell hovered around the coffee and crackers and waited further word in quiet anticipation, for this such thing did not happen often. The building manager came in and set his things down, letting out a long sigh as he looked around the room.
Manager:" Good morning everybody, I just wanted to let you all know we will bringing on another day shift mortician, Gary can't carry the load all on his own. I will be starting the hiri-"
Doug:"What do you mean hire another day shift mortician? We also have Steven, that guy works his ass off, don't take his hours away!"
Manager:"Whose Steven? The only day shift worker is Gary at the moment Doug."
Doug:"Are you mad? His name is right here on the plaque with the rest of us."
Doug picked the plaque up and dropped it after realizing there was no Steven on there, or on any other plaque in the building. A sharp gasp escaped his chest as he backed into the wall behind him, slouching to the floor with his hands on his face. Steven didnt exist on the plaques, the photos in Doug's phone, or in anyones memories. There was no Steven. There never was. Only inside of his co-workers mind. Trapped forever.