You’re Unwelcome.

A man, who stays alone in his house, finds himself with a guest, who’s rather unwelcome.

… …

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The fan was whistling out a song in the gloomy night. Outside, in the dark, the moon was half covered by the dark, almost black clouds. The wind was humid. And the overall feeling about the weather was spooky.

He had lost his (yet another) best friend from his life and he was thinking about all the best times they had spent together. It all came to him, one after the other, making a series of episodes, a movie without a happy ending.

He closed his eyes and waited for sleep to cover his mind, while he watched the slide-show of his treasured moments with his best friend. He never knew when the sleep came over and got him mellow in its heady guise.

The cool breeze and his boredom-filled day gave him a sound sleep and he was too deep in it, but he still couldn’t ignore that sinister giggle, which accompanied a mild echo with it.. His eyes opened instantly, and he wanted to get up, check who it was. A possible burglary in his presence? Anyone outside his house? Someone not welcomed?

He got up to check who it was, but he couldn’t get down from his bed. He was stupefied, unable to move. But it wasn’t the fear of unknown. It was something else that wasn’t allowing him to move. He made a big shout and his eyes opened again. He was sleeping, and dreaming about all that. But still, he wanted to get up, he wanted to check on that laugh anyway. But he couldn’t get up this time. He was again torpefied. He was maddened due to this numbness he felt in his body. None of his body organs were listening to his commands! What was wrong with him?! He made another grunting sound and made a big push to move sideways on the bed. And he opened his eyes again. Yet another dream, inside a dream. He was sweating like a pig now on his bed. He was worn-out, panting frantically. He heard that sinister giggle again. His heart froze… This time it was clearer. It was a girl’s giggle. Was this another dream or was this real? He got up from his bed and moved to the sidelines of the bed. He turned back to saw himself still sleeping on the bed, while he was up! Bewildered at the unsettling images, these beyond weird dreams, he made a big, heart-reaping cry which finally woke him up, in real.

His heart beats were racing with each other, one beat overtaking another one. His bed was wet with the perspiration and he was clenching the bedsheets so tightly that they were untucked from all sides. His cry was still echoing in his ears and he understood that even the cry was in his dream and he had not uttered a word in real world. His throat was dry. His mouth was filled with saliva. He felt as if he had been in a drought filled area for years. He wiped the sweat off his face using the sleeves of his shirt and got up from his bed. He walked towards the kitchen. He washed his face at the sink, and drank some water from the tap. He gulped the whole glass without opening his eyes. He took a deep breath, told himself that it was okay… Just a nightmare. Everything was fine now.

The wind outside was fast. The swift bash of the wind against the sliding doors to the balcony made a creaking sound. One of the door was unlatched, which caused the freaking creaking sound every few seconds. He opened the door and went outside to check the surroundings from his balcony. It was dark, the moon was fully covered with clouds and the streetlights were the only alive thing on the street.

He moved back in and slowly closed the door. The darkness and the blue film on the door window covered the vision of outside and started mirroring the insides of the house. As the door slid past his face, he saw another figure standing right behind him of his height, shadowed in the dark room mixing with the blackness of the room, but then more blacker than the rest of it. And then there was that creepy giggle again…

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