An Entertaining Novel - Aghast Ch - 25 Black Magic

In the police station a man was sitting across Detective Sam’s empty chair. Detective Sam rushed in and occupied his chair.
" So, You have information about the case?" Sam asked.
" Yes sir." the man said.
Detective looked at him and waited for him to speak further.
" Actually, in our neighborhood Nancy’s brother George resides."
The man started to narrate the story...

... In a small colony there was a house, a highly ventilated house, the things going on inside were visible from neighborhood.
A man sitting in the foyer could be seen from a window. He was George, Nancy’s brother. Grown beard, disorganized hairs, this time he appeared more undone and eerie than earlier. He was sitting in his foyer, in front of a fireplace. He held a cloth made doll, probably made by him.
He picked up something from a plate kept on his right side, murmured some unintelligible words, “ Abs thee baa rass keyeetin stata”
He threw the material picked from the plate in the fireplace. The fireplace blazed up.
Again, he murmured similar unintelligible words, “ Katsii Nantdi Vasharpat rerrat stata”.
Again, he threw the material kept in the plate in the fireplace. The fireplace blazed, this time more wildly. He kept aside the doll, bowed against the fireplace, rubbed his forehead on the ground.

A man was watching this from the neighborhood.

The man saw that George got up and made a strange shrieking sound. The man watching from neighborhood startled.
George held the doll, again made the strange shrieking sound. Eerie silence! Eerie silence spread every where.
“I hope you’re ready to die Steven.” George talked 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 talking doll’s dialogs, as if the doll was pleading.
“You can do anything... Can you bring back my sister?” now George was talking his own dialogs.
“No, how can I do that? It’s not in my power. I can do anything but that.” George was again talking doll’s dialogs.
“Is it? ...then be ready, give me your life.” George talked with the doll.

The man was still listening and watching hiding behind the window.

It was midnight, nobody on the street. George vigilantly came out of his house, looked around. He hid the doll in a bag he was carrying. He locked the door.
Coming out of the gate again he vigilantly looked around. The road ahead was dark till end. He started walking fast on 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 left his room.
George was walking ahead speedily and the man followed him without coming in contact.

The man followed George and reached a cemetery. Trees were grown high and dense around the cemetery. The owls sitting on the tree watched around probably were looking for a new dead body. The wailing sound of a dog unsettled the environment. The man was not comfortable in this fearful environment. But he didn’t want to return unless he knew about what George was after. As George entered the cemetery the man watched from behind the cemetery boundary wall, with astonished expressions on his face. George was digging a hole in the ground. He removed the doll from the bag, placed it in the grave. Again murmured something, filled the grave with soil, stood on it to flatten it down.

...Detective Sam was hearing carefully 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 continued.
For a while nobody spoke up.
The affair had taken the new turn now...
Sam thought.
“ You think he’s the killer? “ Sam asked entering into his investigation role.
“ No, He is using black magic to execute murders.... Because the night Paul was killed he did the same thing.” the man said.
“ Do you believe in all this? “ Sam asked ridiculously.
“ No, I don’t believe, but I know what I saw. “ the man replied.
Detective Sam’s partner, who was listening from a distance, walked over to where Sam and the other guy was sitting.
“ I was sure from the beginning that the murderer is not a human ... it must be some ghostly power”
An awkward silence. Everybody looked at each other.
“ Now he has made a new doll...” the man said.

... contd..