[Trigger Warning] The following reading contains potentially distressing information about violence, brutality and sadistic practices. The reader is advised to use their discretion to continue reading. “For the last time, you don’t have to do this. They will finish the… Continue Reading →
Hope was an absurd emotion. It was a chilly midnight when it happened for the first time. Monique was a light sleeper. After all, it didn’t take much more than a dull, heavy thud for him to jolt awake… Continue Reading →
“How long are you planning to cry and sleep in here?” I asked her, as I raised the blinds in her dark bedroom. Seeing the chocolate wrappers and empty Ramen cups spread across the room, I couldn’t help but sigh…. Continue Reading →
For the fourth time this week, I woke up at my desk. It wasn’t very comfortable: most of the space was taken up by an assortment of empty Red Bull cans and coffee cups. Clutter never bothered me though, it’s… Continue Reading →
[Trigger Warning] The following reading contains events of death. **This is entirely a work of fiction and no distress was intended for any family/person affected by a natural disaster. “Please Ma!” Arya pleaded. “I made it to my final semester…. Continue Reading →
As the night grew darker, enveloping an empty street with mystery and fear, it embraced two college students, Matteo and Ace. Drunk and floundering into the dark alley, they hadn’t realised how far they had wandered until they came across… Continue Reading →
“Hand me the gun and don’t move a muscle”, an injured Shankar Narayan whispers to his son, while they take cover under an old Contessa. The little boy does exactly as his father says, his hands trembling, desperately trying to… Continue Reading →
Spoiler Alert: The following write-up is inspired by, and includes major spoilers of the book “After Dark” by Haruki Murakami. Chapter names of the book are time-stamps. [Trigger Warning] The book contains descriptions of violence and injury. Reader discretion is… Continue Reading →
[Trigger Warning] The following reading contains potentially distressing information about murders and violence. Reader discretion is advised. I have to find him. He couldn’t have gone that far, could he? Saya thought to herself as she searched for Chihaya. Of… Continue Reading →
“It has been three months since William’s death. The police have been investigating this case with the utmost confidentiality. They also seem to have made no progress in this case, as the murderer left no tracks behind-“ *turns off the… Continue Reading →
There wasn’t a soul in sight in the dark alleyway, its contours illuminated by the faint light of the moon. A perfect night for some quiet and speed she thought. Nyx fastened the helmet on her head. She plugged her… Continue Reading →
“Neil Perry! You’re up next!” a voice said. All the hustle and bustle of the theatre atmosphere made it hard for him to know who it was. Although this was his thirty-sixth play, Neil was nervous like it was his… Continue Reading →
The city was covered in snow as if a white blanket were placed on it. The fresh scent of vanilla pines made me want to bottle it up; something to remember the asylum by, besides its people. A Week:… Continue Reading →
Miss Caroline said, “Well done, Scout!” as she saw Jem and me leaving the theatre. I signaled her a thank you and started walking home with Jem. We had a lot of fun and a tad bit of discomfort walking… Continue Reading →
TRIGGER WARNING: This article contains instances of extreme violence associated with the 26/11 Mumbai attacks, reader discretion is advised. Life can come out as different things at different instances but of all, it is extremely unpredictable. One can only hope… Continue Reading →
TRIGGER WARNING: This article contains instances of extreme violence. Reader discretion is advised. It was a hot, blazing afternoon. I was gaming with my friends. The doorbell rang out of nowhere and I couldn’t think of anyone who would visit… Continue Reading →
TRIGGER WARNING: This article contains instances of extreme violence associated with The Partition of India and Pakistan, reader discretion is advised. We returned home from the Gurudwara. I headed towards my room and plopped onto the bed, shot my head… Continue Reading →
“It’s your first global press conference! Are you sure you can manage it all alone?” Mr. Eoin asked out of concern to his niece, the CEO of Orion. “I’m confident Uncle Eoin. Like every time I’m sure I can handle… Continue Reading →
If you are given a box, and you do not know what it contains, will you open it? If someone tells you that it is empty and asks you not to open it, will you still do… Continue Reading →
[TRIGGER WARNING] The following article portrays drug usage, bombings and death which is potentially distressing. It’s been a year since I have seen a ray of sunlight. I sometimes forget if I finished my meals because of the drugs I… Continue Reading →
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