sas chp 12

CHAPTER 12 - the goodbye
Dravya was so angry that he wasn’t paying attention to me. It was a risk I’d taken. He could’ve escaped like he did with Shera. But I didn’t give him time to think. I stroked my own heart, twice. Or rather, I saw myself plunging my heart twice. Because immediately after I instructed my brain, I left my body…
I wasn’t sure if I could pull this off all by my own. But I did. I couldn’t see myself, because I had no body. I had no eyes. I was just a presence, just a soul; a bodiless soul. But still, I could see. I could see everyone surrounding my body and crying in pain. Aksha lost her voice, I hoped it was temporary. She tried waking me up like I was asleep and will open my eyes soon. John held my hand, silently crying. Clark and Martika were crying heavily. All the other guardians were watching with speculation. I tried to speak, to tell them that I was alive I was right here. But I couldn’t, probably because I had no physical ‘vocal cords’. I could only see and hear stuff. I couldn’t touch anything, neither could I speak. I gave up trying to convince them I was here and moved, or rather drifted, to the other way. Armaan was standing still, like a statue in the same pose. He didn’t even go near my body. Nevertheless I could see pain in his eyes. I’d seen him break down twice today, both times he cried. His eyes silently grieved. But seeing me there, he didn’t shed a tear. He felt bad, I could see that, but didn’t shed a single tear. I wasn’t so important to him I suppose, though, I expected at least one tear.
As I drifted nearer to him, his head snapped up. At first I thought he recognized me, but then I saw him taking a defensive position. More offensive, may I add. He took out some bottle from his shoulder bag. From what I assumed, it was a soul-extinguisher or something. Guardians could sense a soul. But they couldn’t guess who it is, since souls are not actually tangible. Was he really going to kill me? I might as well have died with Dravya within. “You killed two of the people I loved the most in this world…” he growled, assuming I was Dravya, who managed to escape again. Two people, Shera and his dad. No mention of me anywhere. Clearly my death didn’t affect him at all. “Both of them were closest to me. And now, when I thought I was about to fall in love for the first time, you’re the reason I lost her too…” With that line he opened the bottle. My instinct said that I should flee, but I stayed. Shocked by his words, and I saw more tears trickling down his face. I felt like crying myself, but obviously, I couldn’t. He was ready to run, chase, but became surprised when I didn’t move.
 “Why haven’t you moved? I’m gonna kill you!” What was he thinking? Talking to Dravya? Asking him why he was so still? Very mature Mr. Devoul.  Well, he was smart. He figured Dravya wouldn’t stay in one place and wait for him to attack. “You’re not Dravya are you?” Well, how was I supposed to answer? I couldn’t speak. I just passed through him. Right through him, through his heart. I half expected a breeze to flow, guitars to play but none of that happened. He remained sweaty, muddy and bloody, and I still remained, well, a ghost.
But somehow, he felt it. That’s what's important, right? “Sana…” he whispered my name, and I felt something. Even if I didn’t have a heart at the moment, I still felt it. He smiled, for the first time and my heart stopped. Damn! I kept forgetting I didn’t have a heart now, but I had a similar feeling. He turned around to tell everyone, and that’s when we both saw the others still crying over my dead body. He soon gathered himself and said, “Sana, you’re no longer human.” While he said that, he looked straight at me. “I don’t think telling them would be a great idea. Souls turn corrupt when they search for soul hosts. If you did find a willing soul host, trust me, I’m willing enough to share mine with you, you’d still become immoral one day.” I can see what he was saying, all the legends said that souls, one free from their body, lose their characters. Maybe because they wouldn’t have a brain to think and heart to listen to. And there was no point giving everyone false hopes that I would return one day.
I didn’t even know how to host a body. I drove once more through Armaan’s heart and sped away from the cave. I had to get away from here. I went unnoticed. Until I reached the forest boundary. I knew this is where souls couldn’t cross. Since I was a soul now too, it stopped me as well. When I tried again, nothing changed. Well, I gave it a last try, and this time I passed it easily. I turned around and found Armaan walking. So he’d controlled this then. “Go Sana, go far away where the guardians won’t find you. Else, they’ll kill you. You’re just like any other soul to them, they won’t be able to differentiate. Even if I tell them it’s you, they won’t believe that I ‘feel’ it’s you. With no concrete proof, they’ll slay you”
He had concern for me. He wanted me alive, tangible or not. His tears hadn’t stopped yet. This was a goodbye from him. He didn’t leave, and that satisfied me. I left soon, and he was still standing there. I was wondering what to do with myself, when it struck me. All souls don’t turn bad. A secret that I hadn’t shared with anyone out there was that Shera’s soul lived in Tiara. I could do something like that. I needed to gather some information. But I couldn’t research in Phargadh anymore, the guardians would simply kill me. Well, the universe was a huge place. I was sure I’d find help somewhere. I was glad to know Tia was safe now, and so were the others. I almost flipped out when I realized I’d put my parents through so much. I wished they could handle this loss. I decided to visit them once, before I could start my quest. Damn, I wished I had my GPS at least. Well, I had been successful in stopping an evil spirit at least. Here I was, a free soul. Ready for my quest for knowledge on souls and soul hosts…

sas chp 11

CHAPTER 11 - i'm dead
The stroke between midnight and dawn was about to strike. Given that it is the strongest, most powerful time, I had to start at that particular moment. “What we need to duplicate a soul, along with will power, some chants and a little blood, is a pentagonal crystal which radiates the mixed energy of the sun and the moon. Shera had hidden that crystal in the cave, which not so unfortunately, I found. I liked her hiding place, so I didn’t change it. Take the car straight to the cave Kumar. That’s where we are headed.” He still hadn’t recovered from all the shocking news I’d just given him. A small part of me wondered what he’d do if he knew about it earlier.
I ordered Kumar to carry the sack. As I entered the cave, I started walking straight towards the wall. It was full of illustrations, which a layman would never have understood. I asked Kumar to unload Tiara out of the sack. He did so obediently. She soon started fluttering her eyelids. I used the newly bought gloves to take out the crystal very carefully from behind an intelligently camouflaged rock. If I wanted to know the way the things worked with Tiara, I had to get a look at Tiara’s soul from within. But it was not a very wise plan. What if Shera suddenly became active and threw some stunt like last time? So I thought of something else instead.
I was planning to send Kumar in Tiara’s body. He had no control over his soul what so ever. I’d teach him the techniques, learn stuff from him, and then kill the girl, thus taking care of both their souls. I started chanting the usual lines. It wasn’t magical, but it stirred up some energy, some vibrations which strengthened my will and motive. I knew this procedure would make me physically weak temporarily, so I’d also arranged for sugar beforehand.
A tiny screeching voice broke my concentration. I could feel myself fading away. I felt extremely weak. I ate some sugar too, but there was no improvement.  Unable to understand what’s happening, I let go of control over Sana’s body. A minute wouldn’t harm, right? After all Sana was completely unaware of my plans since she had no knowledge of how souls worked. A minute, sixty seconds to be precise. I let Sana be herself again, and decided to rest after informing Kumar the same. I asked him to hide, just so that Sana has no questions about him. Her curiosity would only complicate things.
Sana’s POV:
I was myself again! Lately I’d been comparing myself with an alien in my body, but I was me. I remembered Clark’s every word very clearly. He’d said things like “resist”, “peek into his soul”. And I had actually done that. I never even knew I was actually capable of that. Just like Dravya had been silently monitoring me from within, I did the same to him. He was far too ignorant to believe that a nobody like me could play a trick on him. His over-confidence helped me. I felt like pouring my heart out to someone. I felt so… wrong. Dravya had killed Tia’s mom. The one who’d murdered her mother, was within me. It was me, in a way. But this was no time for supernatural stuff and its resulting guilt. ‘You are Sana. Think of people who love you, and those whom you love’. These were words which had motivated me throughout the night and the day till now.
I never would’ve thought that this field trip of ours was actually Kumar sir’s plan to help Dravya acquire my body. And Armaan was Kumar’s sir’s son?? How on earth was that possible?
I heard a screeching voice and ran towards it. There they were, Clark, Armaan and some other guys and women who I was sure, were guardians. They gathered around me, walking in a very threatening way. “You found me!” I yelped in surprise. I spotted Aksha, Martika and John behind all the guardians. All of them looked puzzled, except for Mr. Devoul who looked absolutely sure about wanting to destroy me right here, right now. Armaan looked at Tiara, his eyes full of concern and protectiveness. And then his eyes shifted towards me again, fierce and wild. He took one step towards me and my heart started racing, out of fear. “No! Stop! It’s me Sana, not Dravya”. All of them looked at me expectantly like I had something else to say. What was I supposed to but?
“Tell us something only Sana would know?” One of the guardians suggested. I started blabbering about all the movies I saw with Aksha, the hot chocolate, the night outs… But Armaan cut me off mid-answer, “Everything that Sana knows, this so called ‘Dravya’ knows. He’s peaked into her soul.” He made sense actually, but what else could I do to prove the truth. I was sure now that Dravya wasn’t his real name, but it didn’t matter at the moment. Thankfully, Clark’s thoughts were positive, “Wait Armaan.” He turned towards me. “Sana, tell me the last sentence I told you before ‘Dravya’ took over you? You were resisting him at that time so I’m pretty sure, he was blocked out. That was easy. “Peek into his soul" you’d told me. “And I did! I need to talk to you guys about what I know. It’s of urgent priority that you hear me out. But I’m only talking to the two of you. Since the matter is too confidential.” I gestured towards Mr. Devoul and Clark.
I was so glad, they finally accepted the truth and walked over with me. They told me that they’d planted a tracker on me and that’s how they found me. God knows when they did it, but thank God they did! “One minute is up and Dravya is trying to take over me. I’m blocking him as much as I can, but I don’t know how long I can do that. I didn’t know how I scanned his acts this entire time, but I did. And this is the information I gathered-”. I told them all about how the ‘thing’ they were protecting is long since gone from the container it was held in. That it was a powerful pentagonal crystal. And that Dravya was on the hunt for the knowledge of duplicating souls, but all he’d managed was splitting it.” Even I knew what havoc would’ve been created on earth if evil souls were copy-pasted.
However, I skipped the part where Shera had duplicated herself in Tia. It was wrong that she’d interfered in life and death matters. Although I was kind of glad she did. Otherwise, I never would’ve met Tia. Plus, she was talented enough to let her soul be hidden from the guardians as well. Why let her efforts go waste? But if this entire drama was a result of dangerous knowledge being shared, I assumed ignorance was bliss for everyone; especially after knowing that Clark was, in fact, lured in for selfish purposes once.
I turned towards Armaan, “I know now why you’re so protective of Tia. You were supposed to be on the safeguarding duty the day Shera was murdered. And trust me when I say this, I’ve seen in Dravya’s thoughts how powerfully she fought. She wasn’t killed. She sacrificed herself hoping that Dravya, who was within her, would die too. But he escaped. And if you really were on her place that day, Dravya would’ve taken care of you then and there and the entire mission would’ve slipped he would have succeeded in duplicating souls that night itself.” For the first time, and probably the last, I saw a tear roll down his cheek. Uhm, correction: make that two, followed by two more. “And that’s not it Mr. Dev- Oh I mean Armaan, there’s something you should know.” Both Clark and Armaan snapped their heads up at me. “Armaan, your dad. I didn’t know he was your dad, he was actually our professor, but he is Dravya’s alliance. And even worse, Dravya’s gonna kill him after he gets what he wants.” I must’ve blurted that out pretty fast since I could see it took a few seconds for them to give me a response. Two more tears. If the situation wasn’t so critical, I think I would’ve video shooted him crying, just to blackmail him in the future, just for fun.
On second thoughts, maybe I wouldn’t. He was always rude to me, always a monster. But it was all for Tia, to keep her safe. I didn’t even realize when I wiped his tears and assured him everything was going to be okay soon. I silently wished so too. When he looked back at me, I could see a broken Armaan. Somehow, it broke my heart to see him like that. My heart started racing again, and this time it wasn’t out of fear. “That’s not the only reason I care for Tia. She’s a great kid. And Shera was an amazing person. Good at work, good at everything. I respected her. She was my inspiration. Sometimes I wished she was my mother.” He spoke through his sobs. No I definitely wasn’t recording this on camera. Plus, I missed my parents too, Aksha’s mother too. Once we were out of this mess, I hoped we’d live a happy carefree life like before.
“How dare you ruin my plan!!” I was threatening myself. Okay, that wasn’t good. I thought I’d blocked Dravya but apparently he was more powerful than I thought. “Armaan go and find your dad. Tell him this to get out of this mess. Dravya will kill him” That was me speaking now, obviously. Armaan started to follow my instructions, when Dravya spoke again, “What’s the big hurry? I’ll make things easier for you. Come here Kumar” I called, err I mean Dravya called. He stepped out. He was just as shocked to see his son as a guardian. “Why didn’t you tell me?” he yelled at me, and I felt even more congested. That’s when I realized what was happening. Dravya was taking the other half of his soul back. In a few seconds, I realized that Dravya’s entire soul was within me and it was impossible to block him now. But I wasn’t giving up, so we were in power with each other. I had two distinct parts at the moment: the seen, and, the unseen.
I could read his mind so I knew what he was upto. “Armaan save your-” but it was too late. Kumar sir was crumpling on the floor. “What’s happening?” Amraan shouted. “I’ve crushed your beloved father’s soul from within, he’s dying. And there’s nothing you can do about it”. Both Clark and Armaan bent over Kumar sir, “I never stopped loving you son” were his last words and his breathing stopped. If I thought I’d seen a tear in Armaan’s eyes, I was now seeing an ocean of tears. I was shocked as well, and Kumar sir had been a good professor. I had a sinking feeling in my stomach.
Armaan got up and went somewhere, but I was vaguely aware of it. I was also vaguely aware of all the hands. The other guardians had got a hold on me. That was the only way to catch Dravya, physically at least. Dravya chuckled, making me look so evil that I saw Martika gasping. Dravya was now silently planning. He wasn’t letting me know what he was thinking. Although for a microsecond, his train of thoughts spilt. He was planning to divide his soul again, assuming they’d kill me soon. So at least he’ll have a backup.
That’s when I felt the cave shake with an ear-splitting shuttering sound. “NO!!!!!” Dravya yelled. I was looking straight into Armaan’s fiery eyes. He’d destroyed the crystal with the usual guardian weapons. “HOW DARE YOU ARMAAN… I’LL KILL YOU!” Dravya said. He took advantage of the distraction and pulled out a knife from one of the guardians that were holding me. I took advantage of this situation and before I could take another step towards Armaan, I gave my brain instructions to plunge it right in my heart, now that Dravya’s soul was completely in me. Two times I plunged the knife, just to be sure.

sas chp 10

CHAPTER 10 - hidden secrets
My inner anger was at its peak now. The soul really did not want me getting any information. Resisting the soul again seemed too tiring and impossible. The internal fight was unknowingly taking a toll on my physical health. I let go of myself, with a last minute decision regarding what I was going to do.
Finally I could take over Sana's body again. She was trying to resist me. She'd been talking to Clark, Shera’s colleague. I always silently monitored her from within. This time it had gone too far, she'd gained too much information. After Shera's daughter and Armaan, the chief was the one I would target.
 I was tied onto the chair. Smart. No doubt I was strong as steel. But as long as I was tied to this weak body, I had physical barriers.
I had the perfect plan. They knew who I was now. Never mind though. All I had to do was to pretend like I was Sana. "Guys, I think it's a lot for today. We'll continue this tomorrow. Please untie me, I'm very tired. I wanna sleep." Sometimes it was a headache to talk like today's generation. Good thing I managed it well. Everyone believed me. I was free. I walked along with the girl who Sana was always so attached to. She kept talking to me, full of sympathy, swearing about Dravya i.e. me. I had so many targets lined up, one adding each minute.
To avoid spectators, I chose to leave when the other two girls were asleep. I walked to the door wondering if I should kill them now or leave it for later. Their screams would probably wake Armaan and Clark. Clark may have been a talented and skilled chief, but I knew his secret. And that  alone was enough to deal with him. I'd get to him once I was finished with Shera's daughter.
I went straight to the one human I could trust. Kumar. He had played his part well in getting Sana to me. A part of my soul was in Sana, true. But the other was in Kumar. He had willingly given up his body, lured in by my lies of giving him an eternal life, like mine. However, I liked residing in Kumar’s body than my other victims body. The one I’d used to meet Sana as ‘Dravya’. He was long gone at this point of time. Completely taken care of.
"Welcome. How did you manage to get out of there? And what’s in this sack?" He was curious, but I didn't give him any details. "You've not completed your task efficiently Kumar. You bought the girl to me, but she managed to meet Clark and his student. She is aware of everything that's going on here." He looked aback. I left no chance to abase him. He looked vulnerable. Good. "I'm sorry master. I should have taken care of it." He knelt in his usual style and bowed. I wished I could hurt him, real bad. With shoes, probably a belt, or nails for that matter. But I reconsidered my plan given the fact that half my soul was in him. He was an efficient soul host, yet weak before me. The perfect target host. If I found a few more fools like him, I'd be on the top of the world in no time. I asked him to keep the bag in his car.
"I'm not gonna let go of Sana's body now. It's important that she doesn't find a way out. The time is nearing. Just a few more hours, and the tables will turn." He looked at me, dreading the future. He didn't know anything. But he knew I was up to something deadly. I’d asked Kumar to find me Shera’s lookalike. That was the only way I could reach her daughter, Tiara. She was otherwise so protected, with her guard always up. Armaan was always around her and he’d curbed many of my previous attempts to reach her. Kumar had done a good job with Sana. She looked a lot like Shera, and just like I expected, Tiara talked to her. She never talked to anyone, her extended family, her friends, no one. That made her even more difficult to get. Sana was the perfect bait.
I needed to wait for the perfect time, the strongest time, the time when forces of both, the sun and the moon would be in favor. At the stroke between midnight and dawn. But before that, I needed some prerequisites. I couldn’t do this alone. “Kumar, come here son”. He was such a beautifully loyal dog. Since I was going to kill his soul in a few hours, I thought of giving him a brief about what was going on. Despite of his constant begging to tell him what my plan was, I’d declined. Tonight I’d tell him. Not the part where I’d kill him though. “We need to go somewhere. Come on.” He followed me like a little puppy, not that he was really very different from that. “Tonight I’ll tell you all about it. About what my plan is.” I didn’t see him but I was sure his eyes popped out of his face in surprise. “We’re going to where it is all hidden.”

 “We’re approaching the secret I’ve been after for so many years. The ultimate power. The secret that the guardians are guarding. But I never knew until today, that they didn’t even know what they were looking after.” It made me chuckle devilishly. Kumar started driving his Volkswagen. “Shera knew it, and her highness, Kshar. Those two were the highest ranking officers of their time. Shera had guarded it well. She’s surrounded it by all kinds of positive energy. It was impossible for an evil soul like me to go anywhere near it. That’s when I targeted Clark.” Even more surprise on Kumar’s face. He didn’t know his son Armaan too was on their clan now, and I was going to make sure he didn’t learn about it. I’d kill him before that. And by killing him, I mean, kill his soul. His body was important. Many many bodies were important.
“I tricked him into believing that if he’d help me, I’d bring his dead wife back to life. He loved her so much that he forgot all about his duty. He took me there, agreeing to be my soul host. Through his body, I could easily pass the positive energy protection cloud. I’d almost reached the place, when Shera appeared out of nowhere. Man, she was good in her work. From what knowledge I gathered, some other boy was supposed to be there, but in his absence, Shera took over. Such wrong timing the boy had. If it was anyone other than her, I would’ve succeeded that night itself.” The ‘boy’ was none other than Armaan, or Mr. devoul like Sana liked to call him. I actually liked that name. Though it kind of suited me more than him. But no way was I telling Kumar that his son was involved in any of this. He looked at me, silently urging me to continue with the story. I did. “She had really good negotiation skills. She convinced me to leave Clark’s body. She had these womanly charms, mixed with her negotiation skills, and bragged me with taking over her body. I did let go of Clark. Only then did I realize that she lied to me. The other boy came after that, to the rescue of his colleagues. Shera instructed him to take Clark out of here, and he obeyed. She put up a good fight, but she was human after all, weak. I managed to get into her. I finally gained access to all her mysteries. I had no idea a soul has so much enigma.”
I directed Kumar to drive to the city and buy me some doctor gloves and sugar. I checked that the sack was safe in his cars backseat. He was surprised at this combination but obeyed me. Once he got in the car, his curiosity shot right out of his mouth. “So what was it? What were the secrets she was hiding?”
“Shera had a husband and a daughter, Tiara. After a year that Tiara was born, she was hospitalized. She was diagnosed with some disease and she lay on the death bed. Shera started her research then. She was already a guardian, so she explored the soul world completely now. Somehow she found some ways to duplicate souls. She experimented it for several days and when she was absolutely sure, she duplicated Tiara’s soul. In about two minutes, Tiara’s duplicate soul died and her plan failed. The original soul within her was critical. If Tiara’s body died, so would her soul. So she duplicated her soul as well. And she planted her other soul in Tiara. Even today, Shera literally lives, within her daughter. But she has been so subtle that no one doubts Tiara to be a soul host. Even the guardians don’t see Shera’s soul in Tiara. Because she’s not active, she only lives to keep Tiara alive.” Kumar stopped the car. Digesting what I just said. I asked him to drive right into the forest. I think he was surprised, again, because he expected a drive somewhere far far away. But all the mysteries were right here, right in the forest where we all lived. The souls, and the guardians.
“As I reached this confidential information Shera’s original soul started rejecting me. Then she thought better, and picked up the gun. I was completely inside her body. She kept the gun on her head. If she killed herself, I’d die too. This information I’d gained from her was too crucial, and apparently more important than her life. She couldn’t risk me having this knowledge, knowing what I could do. Thanks to my quick response and thinking, a microsecond before she pulled the trigger, I left her body. Her sacrifice went in vain, though I must admit, she was pretty clever. Exactly in the center of the forest, in the cave behind the waterfall, there is something written on the walls that gives the procedure. I tried doing everything it said, to duplicate my soul. But all I could do is split it. Half of which lives in you Kumar. Once I have Tiara, I can experiment in and out of her. Then I’ll know what is missing.” “But master” Kumar said, “how will we get Tiara? I mean she’s all protected right?”. Now I smirked. We already have her, I said “She’s, in the sack in your backseat. I sedated and snuck her out on the way to your place.”

sas chp 9

CHAPTER 9 - monster in me
I missed him by a few inches. The knife didn’t plunge the boy in the heart, instead the boy’s shoulder was bruised. Damn. This guy was getting to my nerves. When I realized what had happened, my anger only ascended. Armaan had punched me away. Armaan, Kumar’s son. He was so unlike his father. Kumar was helping me but Armaan? Always in my way. That boy was going to die soon. Painfully. The other two girls were now in my way. “Stop it Sana! No! Are you crazy!” they kept saying. Silly girls.  Hardly aware that I wasn’t Sana anymore.  I looked at one of them and went for her throat. I looked straight in her eyes, to scare her more. But her eyes were familiar. She was someone I knew. Someone close to me.
 “Sana, listen to your heart. Believe in yourself. You’re Sana. Wake up” the chief kept saying. He repeated it again. And again. And again. I was feeling… distributed. Who was I? It was exhausting. I was sweating. Excruciating pain was taking over me. I managed to open my eyes somehow, I crippled on the ground. John was hurt. His arm was bleeding. Aksha and Martika stood far away from me. Clark and Armaan were by my side. Armaan had pinned me on the ground by one arm. I was so tired that I gave in. Once again I could feel unconsciousness circling me. Once again, things started fading. I was longing to give up all the consciousness I had. I was longing to be numb.
This time when I woke up, I was tied in handcuffs and on a chair like I was a criminal. Completely tied. All of them had circled me. Clark, Armaan urghhh, Aksha, John and Martika. “What’s your name?” Clark asked all worked up. I’d never heard him so angry before. “You know me Clark” I said, confused. “Just needed to check”. He assured me everything was fine. “Why am I a Mummy, all tied up like this?” I managed to ask with whatever strength I had left.
For the first time in my life, Armaan spoke to me with no bitterness and only concern. I knew for sure the concern was for Tiara, but I was surprised at the no-bitterness part. It was so quiet that his voice had a little echo effect. “We’ve been thinking a lot about what’s happening. Before you go all hyped up again, just keep this in mind- it is afraid of the knowledge you might gain. Now let’s begin. Clark, please take over.” Huh? What did that mean? Clark got up from his chair and paced around. “Okay” he started. “Just listen to it like it’s a story okay. A long time ago, there were a bunch of people who were talented. Very talented. They could separate their body and souls. Don’t be surprised, it’s true” I think he added the last sentence looking at my expression. “I’m not surprised Clark. Just tell me this. Is this the story where some souls turned evil, used human bodies for their selfish purposes, and soul destroyers got rid of them until they mysteriously died?”
All eyes were on me now, taken aback. “How do you know this?” Aksha was the most curious of them all. I told her of my little trip with Dravya. “Dravya’s the one who met you at the forest that night right?” yes, I said and I turned to Armaan and Clark telling them like they didn’t already know. “He’s a guardian too right. He helped me twice out of that forest.” They gave me a blank look. “Chief, are there any undocumented guardians? I’ve never heard of that one before.” Clark shook his head. “Did he say anything else to you?” “Uhm no apart from the story he only told me that the best way to resist a soul from entering you is to keep your mind free and relaxed all the time.”
“It’s him. I knew it was him” Armaan was all worked up now. “First Tia’s mom and now this stupid girl.” “How dare you call me stupid Armaan? You’ve been judging me since the day you met me. You’re moronic!” I wished I could get up from that chair and just snap him like a twig. The anger was ascending again. John sat far away from me and he hadn’t spoken a word since. His arm was covered in bandages. Reality came dawning on me and I remembered what I’d done earlier today. I’d attacked him… and my best friend too. I didn’t want to but I had. I started apologizing. I think it was out of the blue for them ‘cuz they looked really surprised.
“We must finish what we started” Clark said and everyone settled down. “Sana remember this every time you feel angry. Calm down and resist foreign forces in your body, mentally. Focus on yourself. On who you are. On whom you love. And on those who love you and care for you. Never ever ever, ever ever resist resisting. Now, you already know about souls and soul hosts. We need to tell you that your soul is impure." He said with a stern look on his face. I spoke before he continued with his next sentence. “I had an idea about that. Although at first I thought Armaan was the soul” He rolled his eyes and for the first time I saw him smiling genuinely, only a little though. Clark stifled a laugh and continued anyway, “First you need to understand the concept. Uptil now, it worked this way. A soul completely enters a body, all at once, so that the body has two souls. Then they gain complete control over their brain, act as they want and then leave their body. But your case is different. The soul in you is only partial. It’s not completely in you. Maybe its experimenting something. Even we don’t understand this.”
“Stop it Clark, you dare not speak another word or I’ll kill you” the heat within me was increasing every minute. “Don’t tell me anything, I don’t need to know” What was I saying? I wanted to know. Unable to stop the pain in my head, I recalledwhat Clark had told me. Instead of relaxing my mind, I tried resisting the foreign forces. I tried to calm down and think about my family, friends and Tiara. It took a lot of concentration and patience and strength. Something weird happened within me. I felt like I was overpowering someone else. Someone I couldn’t see. Someone already within me. When I managed to peek through my eyes, I was myself again. It was tough, I was very much alert, my will-power strong and my inner guard was up. I had to concentrate but I didn’t lose myself this time. I found myself grinning over my little win. "Please continue” I said to Clark. When I glanced up, everyone was staring at me. “It’s a good thing we tied her up” Martika said in her high pitched noise. “For a second I thought you were going to break those ropes and the cuffs” she said with her eyes enlarged. “Really?” I couldn’t believe that. I was concentrating on my inner fight so much that I was unaware how I was acting physically.
“You actually tried what I asked you to” Clark said amused. Armaan’s expression was even more tougher and full of disapproval. He wanted me dead. “Yes” I said to Clark and thanked him. “okay then let’s continue. That little soul within you is responsible for your monstrous acts. It’s not you, it’s the soul. Remember that. The only reason it makes you angry is that we think it is afraid to let you know anything about itself. Until now, the soul peeked in yours and knows stuff about you. We think that…” Clark looked doubtful, like he shouldn’t have said that. I was getting angry again but I suppressed it like last time. “We think that you can know stuff about it too. That’s the only way we’ll know what the soul is experimenting. If you don’t do it within time, it might… I mean, we’re not sure but that’s what usually happens. A soul host doesn’t live long.”
“So that means I’m gonna die soon?” I asked in a low broken voice. I could see Aksha holding back her tears. She came nearer to me but maintained a safe distance. Thank god. “We can only guess” Clark said in his deep sad voice. “We should kill her right now, if it’s the same soul, it’ll go for Tiara again” Armaan was so dead once I left this chair. And this wasn’t my inner monster, it was me. Why was he so keen on killing me? “The soul will take over her and she’ll be the one responsible for Tiara’s death” Armaan gritted through his teeth. “I’ll never hurt her” I screamt but it was like he was deaf towards me.
“Stop that Armaan. Only a part of the soul is within her. If we kill her, the soul will still remain. It makes no sense. You’re only acting like that because Tiara’s life is at stake here. I know you’re very attached to her. And it’s not your fault you couldn’t save her mother. Really, you tried, but souls are powerful Armaan. Please, think rationally”. “What?!” I squealed, “her mother died because of a soul?” I hated that. Poor Tiara. I remembered the look on her face when I asked her about her mother the first time I met her. And she talked to me only because I looked like her mom. Tiara…
"I'm ready to do anything to keep tiara safe" I said, absolutely sure. "But first tell me what happened to her mom? And why is the soul after her? She's just a baby"  "I was coming to that part" was Clark's calm reply. Armaan looked like tougher than before. His eyes burnt.  "Tiara's mother was a guardian too. And an extremely talented one mind you. She could take down double the souls compared to the others. She was almost as good as our high chief Kshar. That's the reason she was second in line there. Initially we didn't know that souls could interact with others of their kind. It Was Shera, Tiaras mother who discovered it, she had her own ways to negotiate and deal with them. And, when we call ourselves guardians, it’s not only humans that we protect. There's something else we guard. It’s a secret. Even guardians don’t know what it contains. But we know that if it is not protected, it might destroy lives. It has the power to abolish the entire human race off the face of earth.  The worst part is that some souls know about it. That’s what they are trying to reach. We believe, child, that you can tell us what exactly it contains. Shera died protecting it. It was the same soul who met you in the woods. The one you call Dravya, is a soul we suspect.” How did my day end up like this? I actually believed it. How did I believe that the one who saved me from the forest, was in fact an evil spirit?
I reconsidered the blame I had previously put on Armaan. Aksha broke the silence “Yes Sana, every time you returned from the forest, you looked miserable and angry. That first night we reached here you were not yourself. Next time you were mad at John when he met you after our hiking. This Dravya even lied to you about resisting souls.” She was in fact, right. It was hard to believe. Actually speaking, it wasn't hard to believe, but I didn't want to. “We can't be sure” I said. "Well Let's make you sure then. Peek into his soul."

sas chp 8

 CHAPTER 8 - what is happening?
When I started gaining consciousness little by little, I recalled everything that happened. Was I dead or alive? Was I in heaven, hell or earth? I tried opening my eyes but couldn’t. My eyelids seemed very heavy. I lay there in silence with my eyes closed for a few minutes, pretty sure now that I was alive. ‘We have to take the girl down’ Armaan had said. He planned on harming Tiara. No! I wouldn’t let him. But where was she?

I heard footsteps. I lay there silent, unable to do anything. I might as well pretend I’m still unconscious. “You can’t do this. Look at her. Does she look like she’s completely lost herself?” a voice said. I hadn’t heard Armaan’s voice much but this wasn’t his. It was someone elder than him. However, he replied and I knew it was him from his husky voice. “Tia told me that her name was Sana.” So now he nicknamed Tiara? How dare he? I’d nicknamed him too. I liked calling him Mr. Devil soul. Even better, I’d call him “Mr. devoul”, like devil and soul put together.

“She didn’t harm her. I can see she’s not completely gone. But she’s impure. We all can see that. This is something beyond our understanding. I’ve never seen anything like this before. She could be a threat. I don’t think keeping her captive is a good option. Like I said, we might as well take her down. We need to kill her chief. Plus, she’s so close to Tia. I can’t let her hurt her.” I hoped I was dreaming. Mr. devoul wanted to kill me to protect Tiara from me? Was he crazy? Why did he keep calling me impure? The chief spoke now, “Armaan, she’s mixed. We’ll figure out what this is but she needs to stay alive. Three of her friends followed her here because they care. If she was really a threat, she wouldn’t have them. Souls only hypnotize one person whose body they need. These three really care about her. I don’t think she’s dangerous. You’re being overprotective about Tia.”

I needed to bang my ears somewhere. Who had come for me? One would be Aksha of course. Who were the other two? Maybe Khushi was here. John wasn’t possible. Who was the third then. Perhaps it was Adhiraj or Hemant. Or maybe, just maybe it could it be Dravya. He always helped me when I was in trouble. It had to be him. The chief continued completely unaware of my inner thoughts, “We’re guardians. We need to protect all humanity. We have to stop the souls. A doctor does not kill a patient who has HIV. Even though the patient is going to die one day, a doctor treats him. Similarly, we can’t just kill her because we know she’s going to die. We’re not even sure, she might have a chance to live. We need to help her as much as we can. Anyways Armaan, it’s not safe to talk about any of this in front of her. Whether she is in her senses or not, if she hears any of this, ‘it’ might too. It’s best she doesn’t plan anything and remains unaware. Ignorance is bliss for her”. I think I was too stunned to even adjust myself to what I’d heard.

According to the chief I was going to die. Nothing was clear from the vague conversation about what was happening to me. I wasn’t even sure if this was a trick or they were actually telling the truth. I tried to open my eyes and failed again. My brain stopped working and I think I fell asleep. Because the next thing I remember is that I was waking up, not sure if all of that had been a dream. No, it wasn’t a dream, I thought. Because if it was, not even in my worst nightmare would I have thought that Armaan was a guardian like Dravya. He looked evil. Too bad he wasn’t.

I squinted my eyes and adjusted them to the sunlight. I was in a room. I wasn’t tied to a rope like I expected. I was on the floor and it was cold. I was shivering, not of anger or fright this time. I walked towards the door that I could see. Armaan’s chief sounded like a reasonable guy. I could talk to him. The door was closed but it wasn’t locked. I opened it and stepped outside. It was kind of a big party hall. The position of the sun told me it was a little after dawn. Armaan was standing there with an old guy. The chief, I guessed. They were having coffee like it was just a normal day. Well, it was, for them. When the chief heard me coming, he turned around and greeted me. With a handshake? It was weird.

He had a little-long white beard and he was lean. But not very old. He reminded me of ‘Dumbledore’ a little. “Hello Sana. That’s your name right?” he greeted me with a smile. “Uhm, yes” I said and now I turned to Armaan. He still hadn’t looked my way. Like he didn’t care. Huh, neither did I. He needed to answer me some questions though. “Hey you” I asked him straight. “Why on earth did you make me unconscious? And where’s Tiara?” “She’s safe, back where she belongs” he said, not bothering to answer my first question. “I asked you something else as well” I spat back. The chief soon interrupted our sour exchange of words politely. “Why don’t you have breakfast first? Then we can all sit and talk. Oh and by the way, my name is Clark. And before you ask, I’m not superman” he joked and winked playfully. “You need to learn a lot of things from your chief, especially manners” I mumbled really low, hoping he heard it. I think he did because his side glance was sourer than ever. Good. I smirked a little.

Clark took us to the other end of the hall. A table was already set there with six chairs. I clearly remembered what Clark had said. Three of my friends were here. Within two seconds I heard Aksha’s voice squealing my name. I was so happy to see her. I smiled from ear to ear and gave her a tight hug. “Thank god you’re safe!” she exclaimed. “We’re sorry we followed you. You acted so strange during lunch, even in the bus you ignored me. And you left the room before I could freshen up. How dare you missy?? That’s why we followed you. Are you okay?” So that’s what had happened. “I’m fine Aksha” I said, while I still wanted her away from this mess. “Where are the others?” I asked. “Ah! Here they come” she said and pointed behind me. I turned around to see John! He was here, after what happened at lunch!! “John, I’m so so-“ when I saw the person with him, I couldn’t complete my sentence. I was completely dumbstruck.

It wasn’t Dravya, neither was it Khushi. It was Martika. Martika! I couldn’t believe it. “What are you doing here?” I accused, rather than asking. “Actually Sana”, Aksha replied instead, “she was the one who bought us here.” “Re-pe-at” I couldn’t believe my eyes or ears. “She did notice your strange behaviour, and when I was in the washroom, she saw you leaving. She called me immediately and we left. On the way we met John, he was following you already. We just bumped into each other.” Now I looked at John. Very dramatically he put his hands up and said “I only wanted to confront you and ask you what’s the deal with you. You were going alone so I thought it’s the right time to talk to you”. I smiled. “Thank you guys, Martika, you too”. She only nodded rather than telling me how thankful I should be to her, throughout my life. Maybe she wasn’t so bad after all.

We ate some food and I felt good. I didn’t even realize I was starving. Clark’s witty comments were enough to lighten up the mood. Mr. devoul was the only one who hadn’t smiled even once and kept giving me cold scowls, as usual. It reminded me of what he’d said about an impure soul. I wanted to ask them about it, and why they thought I was going to die. But every time I tried, an inner voice told me that I shouldn’t. The curiosity was killing me but I wasn’t allowing myself to say anything. That had never happened before. When I was in this inner dilemma, I heard Clark and John arguing over something. I didn’t even know how the commotion started. All of a sudden, John was up from his seat and asked me, “Come on tell me. Don’t you wanna know what’s gotten into you?” I was completely lost with where this conversation started. Now Aksha got up too. “John how could you? They told you this could be dangerous. You shouldn’t have said anything in front of her.” That left me shocked. What just happened?

“That’s enough” John said. “Listen Sana, you need to know what’s happening. You have a right to know.” I felt anger whirling inside me. I wanted to know but I didn’t want him to tell me. It was a crazy stir of emotions. “Listen, these two here. They’re guardians. And you have a…” he stopped mid-sentence and I was shivering, of anger this time. “Enough!” I growled. I could feel my face turning red. There was a knife on the side plate on the table. John didn’t deserve to live. I took the knife and attacked him.

sas chp 7

 CHAPTER 7 - Tiara and Armaaan
The thought of Tiara being in danger made me even more protective of her than I already was. God knows why. Maybe because Armaan was making her a victim, like he’d made me. She was just a child for crying out loud! I decided I’d wait till we reached our room. We had the day off anyways. Kumar sir cut my thoughts with “Come on people get into the bus, it is time to head back to our hotel”. Everyone started  moving and wheeling, it made me a little dizzy. Maybe I just had a lot to take in today. That’s when another thought struck me. Where would I sit in the bus? I’d blown my chance to sit with John and Aksha was mad at me too. I entered the bus before everybody and made myself comfortable at the back. Okay, maybe not so comfortable, but it was better than facing my friends. I was ashamed of my actions, and I wasn’t ready to give any of them any answers. Yet.

Aksha eyed me suspiciously when she entered the bus. Thankfully, she thought better than to talk, and let go of the topic. She chose to sit alone, I’d thought she’d sit with Adhiraj. That just showed me exactly how high her temper was. I felt guilty, again. The trip back was silent and boring. Once we entered the hotel, we walked to our room. To make my day worse, Martika was already there. Uhm, on second thoughts, she just made the day lucky. Aksha would never talk about it with her in the room. Aksha looked disappointed and irritated when she saw her. Somehow staying away from Aksha felt right. I didn’t know if this soul thing was contagious, but I didn’t want any of the furious-driving evil spirit linger anywhere close to my best friend. It was a cue for me to leave, when Aksha went in the bathroom to change. I tiptoed outside and asked directions for the cotton mill. I didn’t know Tiara’s residence but I’d find the way. It was a small village. People would know her and she sure lived near the mill. I recognized a few kids still playing on the ground. That was easy, one of the kids took me to her house.

            Tiara’s house was a little freaky, frankly. The few shrubs in front of her house were dead already. They’d burnt in the sun, like nobody had taken care of them in ages. The house looked dusty and worn. Tiara seemed to be too adorable to stay in a place like this. She deserved better. She deserved a palace. Looking at her rural styled yet freaky yet roomy house made me wonder how beautiful it would look if it was actually taken care of. I thanked the kid who bought me here with a chocolate. Luckily I had one in my purse. I rang the bell of the row-house kinda home.

            It was a middle aged man who answered the door. “Yes?” he asked. He had hair similar to Tiara, and his eyes. Yep, definitely her father. “Can I talk to Tiara sir?” I asked. I had no idea what to talk to her, I just needed to see she’s safe and away from Armaan. He invited me in. I sat on the floor, avoiding a very rickety fiber cot.  I wasn’t really tired, but I wanted to sit and relax. Perhaps I was mentally tired. I looked around. Every wall was covered with photographs and a family tree which I guess Tiara must have made at school. Every framed picture had three people in it. Tiara and her parents, I assumed. One of it even had a dog. I got up to take a closer look at one of the photo. She was right. I did have a lot of resemblance to her mother. Her face cut and stature was similar to mine. Looking at her made me shiver. Unknown emotions started whirling up in me. What was it? What was I feeling? It was strange, so strange… I can’t even describe it. Agony, guilt, love so many things.

            Tiara’s father’s voice cut my thoughts sharply. “Tiara told me that she met someone today. Someone who looked similar to my wife. I thought she was imagining this since she misses her mother so much. But now I see she wasn’t. You really look a lot like my wife”. All the while he spoke to me, his eyes stayed on his wife’s photograph. There was so much longing and love in his eyes. It made his already black eyes turn even more deep, more black. “If you don’t mind, may I ask you something sir?” He nodded and I continued, “Where is she now? Your wife?” He took a deep breath and then exhaled sharply. I immediately regretted asking that question. “She died last year” he managed to speak with a choked voice.” “I’m sorry” I said, that was all I could do. That explained the condition of the house. He’d probably be sulking all the way, too engrossed to take care of his surroundings.

            Tiara entered the room breaking the awkward silence. “What are you doing here? Seriously, are you spying on me? If you are you better be ready, I can crush you down and fight you and win. I am pretty strong” she beamed proudly. It made me smile a little. She seemed like a small fragile rabbit threatening a tiger. I played along anyway, “Oh! I’m so sorry. I don’t mean to meddle in your affairs Tiara. I just needed some company. Can you walk with me? Please?” I wished she would. “Fine. Just this one time” she said keeping her guard up all the time. It felt better that she was so cautious and I hoped she was strong enough. We walked out the door and now I was wondering what to say to her. Stupid me! I hadn’t planned on deciding what to talk. I was just so overwhelmed to find her safe and back home.

            I started talking nonsense with her afterwards, talking about school and her friends. After answering some of my questions she took a long step and stood ahead facing me. “What is it Sana? What do you want from me? You’re talking gibberish you know?” Yes, I knew that. So I had to get to the point before she got bored and turned away. “That guy Armaan. Do you.. uhm.. still remember any of the stuff that happened when I confronted him?” She enlarged her cute eyes. “Ofcourse, what do you think I have? alzheimers? You made a fool of yourself by assuming that he was kidnapping me. He’s a really nice friend. Even dad says so.” Apparently Armaan had also hypnotized her father. Damn, this was going to be tough. “Look Tiara. I need you to know something. Stay away from Armaan. He’s not as nice as you think.” For the first time, I saw Tiara laugh. She looked like an angel, but this was not funny. “Sana, everyone has that impression when they first meet him. But he’s really nice.” She held my hand and pushed me forward dragging me to his house, to meet him.

            Boy, this was bad. So bad. Ok, so just in case he was in there, I’d confront him. That was for sure. And do what? Punch him? I didn’t even know how to fight. I’d trained in self defense a long time back, but offense? Urghh I was so messed up. We stood outside his so called house. Tiara didn’t bother ringing the bell. She walked in as if it were her own residence. I followed her, not wanting to be polite to an evil spirit by banging on the door first. He was on the phone with someone. He didn’t even realize we were barging in. I shooed Tiara and held her down to get some inside knowledge. I heard him very angry on the line with someone.

            “That is simply absurd! We have to take the girl down. She shouldn’t be allowed to roam about like that. I have to start our thing. NOW!” he was arguing with someone. The rest of the conversation was mostly ‘hell no’ or ‘no freaking way!’. The only line of his that made me freeze was ‘We have to take the girl down’. No force could ever stop me from protecting Tiara. No way I would let her be anywhere near him. He slightly turned in our direction and we hid behind a jute chair. He suddenly kept the phone down and stared somewhere at the back. Behind the place we were hiding. I covered Tiara’s mouth even tighter, she couldn’t move. I turned to where he was looking and saw a mirror. Crap! He’d seen us through the mirror and came running to where we were.

“Stop Armaan! Stop right where you are. Don’t come closer to her. You might have ruined me and my soul but I’m not gonna let you hurt her. Leave her alone you monster!” I don’t know from where I gathered that much courage to yell at an evil presence, in room confronting him alone. I was so dead. He started glaring at me, confused at first and then tightening his glare. “I see” was all he said. “What are you going to see? You listen to this. Stay the hell away from Tiara you evil spirit.” I hoped he’d already known that I’d guessed what he was. After a long pause, Tiara managed to free herself from my grip and ran straight to Armaan. What the hell? He had so much impact on her. When I looked at her again, she was scared. She looked at her arms where I’d caught her. They were slightly red. “I’m sorry, but come here Tiara. I won’t hurt you again.”

She tucked herself behind Armaan. If I didn’t know any better, I would’ve thought Armaan was actually protecting her. I took a step forward. That’s when he came forward too. Not just one step, he came and stood right in front of me. Like Dravya had said, I kept my mind open and didn’t resist. Nothing happened. Before I could say anything, he took me by surprise. He punched me in my face and twisted my neck a little. It pained so hard it sent unbearably cold chills throughout by body. It throbbed. And soon, everything went dark.

sas chp 6

 CHAPTER 6 - the story
 Dravya helped me through the stones below the waterfall, and finally behind it. I was under the impression that waterfalls only have rocks or hills behind them. But I was wrong. It really was a cave. It was dark, but some light penetrated through the water, making designs on the rocks of the cave. It looked scary, but in a beautiful way. My eyesight took some time to adjust to the surroundings. “So you were saying…?” Dravya still hadn’t told me the secret. He took a deep breath and finally started speaking.

“Okay. Here it is… A long time back, at the time of dungeons and magic and castles, there were some people who could switch souls. Imagine, you are in somebody else’s body and someone else is in yours. At first, it was a fancy. Initially it was done to make sure everything was orderly or merely for fun. But then, there are two sides of every coin. Some of the evil gained this knowledge and started exercising soul switching for their own selfish purposes. Getting into someone else’s body and committing a murder, leaving eye witnesses and then switching back to your own body was a common crime. It was discovered later on however, that the murderers who switched souls, couldn’t remain in one body for a long time, until the body accepted the soul fully. Their own bodies would reject the souls, so they had to find and trick other humans in believing that giving their body to this soul was beneficial to them. The word spread worldwide, and most of the souls were destroyed by ‘soul destroyers’. At a certain period of time, all the soul destroyers were mysteriously killed, all at the same time simultaneously. We, the guardians have some of their knowledge, but not all. And as for the souls, some of them still exist. Right here in this forest. They are captive here. And we make sure they stay here. But last year, an incident happened and one of them escaped. With all our efforts we managed to smuggle him back, but the threat has been powerful ever since.”

For a story, this sure was pretty interesting. Given the kind of person I am, I wouldn’t have believed in any of this stuff. But there was something. Something that made me believe in it all. We’d reached mid-cave by this point of time. Dravya looked like he was feeling lighter, getting this out of his system. We walked a few minutes in silence. It took me some time to digest this. Seriously, if a soul entered in mine, and I was caught at the crime scene, I’d have no proof saying that I was innocent. “Can you?” I asked him, doubtful if he would answer. “Can you switch souls?” The question made him uneasy, just like I thought. But the curiosity in me was at its highest by now. “I… I can, in theory. But we’re not allowed to. We believe that it will start the riot again.” It made sense. “How do you do it?” I wanted to know more, but he replied with “It takes years and years of practice and knowledge. You can’t just learn it overnight.” Hm. Makes sense, again. The thought of someone entering my body chased me again. “Is there a way one can resist a soul from entering in?” “I was coming to that.” He said, his eyes wide and sparkly now. “The only thing you need to do, is do not offer resistance. I don’t know why, but it works.” Well, now that didn’t make any sense. He continued, “We guardians can spot a soul even from a distance. But humans can’t see it.”

His voice was the warning type, “Be careful. You’ll never know if you’re with a soul host. If you are, it can get pretty dangerous. The soul may choose you as a host, if it wishes for your body. It makes you do anything, be anyone. It can hypnotize you to believe in anything it wants.” As he completed his sentence, he pointed towards something ahead. I could feel my surroundings brighter, windier. Yet, I felt uneasy in my heart. He was pointing towards an opening. I started walking towards it and realized that I was walking alone. I turned back to see that he was standing still. “Come on” I nudged him forward. He refused. “This is where we part. You go to your world, I’ll go to mine.” He simply turned away and left. He didn’t even let me say good bye. I yelled “thank you” after him, but I’m not sure if he heard.

I started walking towards the opening. God knows where it would take me. As soon as the cave ended, I saw trees. Huge trees. I made my way through the monstrous leaves and saw my group! Looking back at the way I came, no one would ever have guessed that there is anything beyond the plants. I silently joined my friends from behind. “Thank goodness you’re here. Where were you?” Aksha said, more angry than worried. I shrugged it off with “I got lost”. Aksha knew I was avoiding the topic and she let go. The last student came abseiling and we started moving forward. No one noticed my detour, again, and I was safe. That’s what mattered.

“We’ll have lunch here, under the shade of the trees. That’s how it was in old times” Kumar sir informed us. Finally the guides distributed food to us. It was ordinary, except for the taste which was rural-typical. We’d gotten used to that.  “Where had you been?” John asked me silently. “I noticed you were gone.” He’d observed that. Shit. “I was lost” was the only excuse I could think of. He wasn’t completely convinced, but a cute smile changed his interest. “We have the remaining half day off today. What are you planning to do?” he asked, impatient. I wasn’t really aware of that. And frankly I had no plans of going out anywhere. He offered me in joining me anywhere I wanted to go. It seemed fun, but I didn’t feel like going anywhere. I just wanted to snuggle in my warm cozy bed sheet in my room. “Do let me know” he said again, and this time I grimaced. He suddenly seemed so irritating. “Tell me that one more time and I’ll have you out of the camp I swear” I snapped at him. And I walked away, briskly.

What was happening to me, seriously? I had no right to talk to John like that. I had to apologize. I went back to where I was. He was still there, slightly shocked. Similar to what Aksha had been, the first time I snapped at her. “I’m so sorry” I said, putting so many emotions in those three words. I’d hoped he’ll behave exactly like Aksha. Instead he gave me a cold look and said, “I don’t know who you are anymore.” And walked away. I should’ve felt guilty looked down and walk away. But I had changed so much in the past few hours. I held his collar and dragged him near a tree, pinned him to it and glared. “Don’t you dare talk to me like that” I gritted through my teeth. I expected him to throw some words back at me but he looked scared. Scared like hell. I loosened my grip and he ran away. Towards Aksha. I was sure he told her the entire scenario. Now I felt ashamed, Aksha always confided in me. I wasn’t sure how she’d react this time.
I went towards another tree. A little far away from the others, but within the periphery. Dravya’s words were still echoing in my ear. “Soul hosts” he’d said. A series of images started playing in my head. My behavior. I wasn’t like this. It was almost like someone was possessing me. And then out of the blue, I pictured Armaan. Tiara thought he was a friend. But their age difference was almost as much as me and her. He’d hypnotized her. Armaan could be a soul host. An evil spirit. He must’ve gotten into me when I entered the forest for the first time, without letting me even know about it. It was him all along… it was just a theory, but it sounded about right.