Scene 1- Neela went there in a proper evening attire. She sat down and ordered for two. Seeing her waiting for soo long one waitress was a bit curious about the person she was waiting for. ‘Madam, is that all? When should I get these for you? Waiting for anyone?’, the waitress asked softly. She murmured ‘ he will soon be arrived ‘. But neela forgot ‘ Who?’ Who was coming?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Scene 2 – Reina somehow is inexplicably scared of her basement. But she wasn’t like that always. She vividly remembered stashing something in that basement two days ago. But she can’t remember what was in that sack? She definitely isn’t able to point out the fact why her mind is alarmed when she thinks about the sack! What was in it?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Scene 3 – Dan finally woke up with a tremendous headache. At first, he couldn’t see anything. Then he remembered where the light bulb switch was. Light’s on. He somehow managed to settle himself on the abandoned couch. He just can’t remember why a big black sack is lying on the basement floor. Grabbing own hairs he is desperately trying to recollect why the sack’s open! Why is something vaguely trying to sneak out of the sack? Why does it look like him! Why why why……<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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