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”The workshop was really great,” said Nisha as Arjun and she sat in the sitting room close to the fireplace.
”Thank you,” he said, “we were lucky to get this beautiful opportunity.”
”Would you both like some coffee?” said Vivan walking towards them.
”Yes, thank you,” said Nisha with a tired look on her face.
She felt really exhausted. The workshop had beautifully come to an end when suddenly everyone heard the sound of a gunshot coming from a far off distance. The crowd panicked and soon there was chaos every where. The police was called and they caught the culprit but he refused to disclose any information. Everyone was asked to stay in the main hall or the sitting room until the security check was complete.
Diya had a severe panic attack and was rushed to the medical room. She was resting and Mrs. Nitya was keeping a watch on her. Nisha had really wanted to stay with her but Mrs. Nitya had strictly told her to be with the other guests.
”Dont worry,” said Arjun, “your friend will soon be fine.”
”I kind of guessed it,” said Vivan sitting down, “I have had anxiety issues my whole life.”
”It was really kind of you to help her,” she said, “I was really worried.”
”Maybe,” said Vivan, “the incident might have triggered memories of her being attacked.”
”That might be so,” said Nisha, “I feel worried even now.”
”Then why aren’t you with her?” asked Arjun coldly.
“Well,” said Nisha, “you don’t believe that she was attacked. So you wont believe my reply either.”
”Arjun,” said Vivan, “can we please let this be? Everyone is already stressed out.”
”As you say,” said Arjun.
”So here comes our coffee,” said Vivan.
”I dont understand these security issues,” said Nisha.
”I feel there is someone from the hotel staff involved in all this,” said Arjun.
”You maybe right,” said Vivan, “I hope that all turns out well.”
It had started raining and sounds of thunder could be heard. Nisha felt really sleepy.The checking was over and everyone advanced to their rooms. Nisha slowly walked to the medical room.
She walked upstairs and took the path leading to the presentation room. From there she turned left and walked ahead. The pathway was empty. There were no guests there and it was dimly lit. She walked slowly.
Suddenly the lights went out. Nisha felt afraid and terrified.
”Its okay Nisha,” she said to herself, “calm down. God is here so have no fear.”
She turned on the torchlight of her phone and proceeded slowly. She kept on chanting the Mahakali mantra till she finally saw the light coming from the medical room. She rushed in.
To her surprise, Diya wasn’t there. The room was completely empty. She dialled Diya’s number but to her bad luck the network was too weak.
”Let me get to a point from where my phone can catch a signal,” she said as she walked out.
”So,” said Mrs. Nitya as she helped Diya up to her room, “just rest and you shall soon be well. Now, give me the keys.”
”Keys?” said Diya, “Nisha had them.”
”The door is locked. Why don’t you call her?”
Arjun stopped in front of his room.
”Oh no,” he said, “I guess I dropped the keys.”
”Okay,” said Vivan, “we need to go to the reception now.”