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Chapter 12

They methodically checked all the rooms and all accessible space. They didn't find Khushi anywhere. Worried Arnav asked Rohit the go check the third floor while he would recheck the second floor, just in case they had missed her. Rohit nodded and took off.

Arnav checked the floor once again he noted that one of the doors leading to the attached terrace was ajar, he walked out on to the terrace and looked around it was empty accept for a shaded swing that sat at one end of the terrace. He almost made to go back inside when he thought he saw a shadow move on the swing. He focused the torch he was holding in that direction.

There she was curled up on the swing fast asleep. She was a vision to behold, her long lashes formed perfect fan above her delicate cheek bones. Her lush lips slightly parted, the corners tilted slightly upwards in a very slight smile. She's having sweet dreams he thought praying that she would never have to suffer his nightmares. He walked towards her, wondering if he should wake her, a lock of her hair had fallen across her cheek and was tickling the corner of her lips. He lifted his hand and gently brushed the lock away tucking it behind her ear. She sighed softly and he froze, but she didn't wake up. He smiled content to just watch her.

Arnav noticed that she clutch something to her chest, it was flat and white, a sketch book. Very carefully Arnav eased the book out of her hands, focusing the torch light on the flat surface, his heart thudded in his chest and his lips lifted in a smile as he let the light of the torch trace the outlines of the sketch on the pristine page, it was his face. She had been making sketches of him he thought, he wonder if she was dreaming of him too and were they nice dreams. From the smile playing about her lips he guessed they were nice dreams, he sent a silent pray to the gods for not inflicting her with his curse.

Deciding not to wake her, he tucked the sketch book in the waistband behind his back and gently shifted her position so that he could easily lift her sleeping form. He cradled her to his chest, her face resting against his heart. He walked through the door of the terrace just as Rohit came down the stairs from the third floor.

"She's not upstairs..." his voice trailed away as his eyes focused on Khushi in Arnav's arms, "What happened?" worry lined his voice as Rohit rushed to Arnav's side, "I... Khushi...is she alright?"

"Yes. Don't worry she's only sleeping." Arnav said softly. Taking the stairs to the first floor.

As soon as payal saw them she rushed over worried. Arnav quickly explained where and how he found her, reassuring everyone present that Khushi was only asleep. "Which is her room?" He inquired.

Payal wiped the tears from her face as relief took the place of worry, "this way" she said timidly with a small smile casting a sidelong look at Akaash, she nodded in gratitude towards him. Arnav saw his brothers face break into a wide smile and he smirked at Akaash rolling his eyes, as he followed Payal. Khushi room was opposite from his own and this pleased him.

Arnav laid Khushi gently on the bed, and pulled the covers over her. He looked at her beautiful face, mesmerised at the very sight of her. He wished he could stay in the room and watch her sleep. But Payal was hovering over her, Arnav sighed, "Payal I think you should stay in this room with Khushi for tonight, It would be safer for both of you." He said quietly.

"Yes Payal, that would be the best thing to do, with all the things happening you two should be together."

Payal nodded, "Akaashji is there really a ghost in this Havali." she asked timidly.

"Of cause not, how could that be. It was only some wind and electrical malfunction." Arnav said curtly. "Don't worry we will handle it. You must rest now. All of you must be tired from your journey." He cast one longing look at Khushi and walked to the door waiting for his brother who seemed as reluctant to leave as he was.

"Payal if you or Khushi need anything , anything at all we are just opposite to your room, don't hesitate to give me a shout" he clicked his fingers, "I'll be here like this." Payal smiled shyly and bid him good night, Akaash backed away towards the door telling her to secure the door properly.

Arnav grabbed him by the chuff of his collar and pulled him out. After they left Khushi room, they reassured everyone present that Khushi was alright and was only sleeping. Everybody went back to their own rooms. Arnav and Akaash went into Arnav's room which was opposite to Khushi's. "Bhai are you sure she is the same girl."Akaash asked with a frown.

"200%, she is the same," he shighed in longing. hating to be away from her.

"You know what this would mean, this would be a classic case of reincarnation. Somehow you've come back with the same forms you had in your previous life. Do you think she remember you from your previous life." Akaash asked eagerly. "Maybe you just have to hook up with her. and whatever was left unfinished in the past, you've got to finish it in this life, Problem solved."

Arnav sighed, "I wish it were that simple." He rubbed a hand over his tried face, "but there is more, I just don't know what." He sat on the bed staring blankly out the window.

Akaash put a comforting hand on Arnav's shoulder "you should rest Bhai, there is no point of thinking about all this stuff on a tired mind. we'll speak to Buvan Lal tomorrow and find out about the real story." He said good night and left for his own room.

In the east wing a dark shadow stirred, it had no form but was like dark mist, oppressive and threatening, it twisted within itself with ominous glee. The dark soul had a nonexistent, existent. Devoid of form, or structure. Trapped in its own turmoil. Not willing to let go of what the dark entity was craving for and was left thirsting for, fulfilled.

She was back. And it still craved her. But he was back too and like he had vowed a very, very long time ago that he would never stop fighting for her. He would fight to death for her. The misty shadow darkened with building rage and fury. The heavy black mist grew and flew towards the door and smashed into it, rattling it furiously, but could not get out.

It was bounded here by very ancient mantras. It could only be carried out by a vessel. And only an impure vessel, the dark evil of this soul could not bear to touch a pure vessel. So it remained trap bidding its time.

Deepak Jugral had just arrived from Bhopal where he had gone to visit his sick mother. Happy that she was well on the way to recovery he had come back to Delhi and his job at Architects and interior limited. He was happy that he was going to Kundanpur tomorrow to meet with the rest of the team. The company had already made reservation for his journey. All he had to do was go to the office tomorrow and get briefed on the project, get home and pack and leave for the station at 2 O'clock. Deepak had cancelled his daily Tiffin delivery temporary as he was not in town, and had decided to have take away meals for a couple of days. This was exactly what he was doing.

After making his purchased, form a local restaurant he was making his way to this one bedroom flat in a quiet and lower middle class area, it had more alleys then roads. It was almost 10 and he was only two blocks from his apartment block. The alley was dark, he was sure that when he had passed this way before the light had been on. He shrugged what the hell he was a grown man and the dark didn't scare him.

After taking a few steps Deepak thought he heard a sound, his instincts telling him he was not alone in the alley, "who is there?" He called out. Just then he felt a shattering pain in his leg as it gave way under him, his packages flying out of his hands. Something hit him again on his back and he crashed to the floor grunting in pain. He was hit in the leg again the heavy metal weapon shattering bone. He screamed. "Please stop, take my wallet and watch. Please don't kill me." He cried. When his eyes adjusted to the darkness and he was able to see through the pain blinding him, he saw a large black figure looming over him, a man dressed all in black even his face was covered with a dark ski mask. Deepak took out his wallet and watch and threw it at the man, "take it, please take it." he saw the man lift the rod. "Help!! Somebody help me." He screamed in terror, the rod made contact with his other leg and he heard his bone crack, scream of pain escaping from him.

The lights, from the nearby housed came on. His assault picked up his wallet and watch and ran away blending into the darkness. Deepak lay bleeding and broken barely conscious when the people found him and called the police and the ambulance that would take him to the hospital, where he would be bedridden and in a wheelchair for 3 months. His dream to, work on the dream Kundanpur project over.

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