𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫

•𝐂hapter 5

~thoda sa kameena, thoda bichara hai;
ishq bhoot sahi magar bhoot bada hi pyara hai.
(offo) ise, ise daant ke bhagau?
(offo) yaa, yaa seene se lagau?

Edha's PoV-

Flashback...

My head throbs like crazy as I slowly open my eyes. Where am I? The air feels stale, and my surroundings are dimly lit. It seems like it's some sort of basement or a warehouse. But whose? And why am I here?

I try to get up, but my limbs feel heavy. I push through the fog in my mind, trying to remember how I ended up in this eerie place.

My memories clicked in bit by bit, I was with Siddhartha, he walked out somewhere, my vision was blurred with tears as I plunged on the ground. An arm with a snake around my face with a piece of fabric and then—

Darkness.

My heart races, and fear tightens its grip around me. I struggle to make sense of my surroundings. Dusty boxes are stacked against the walls, and cobwebs hang from the ceiling. It looks like this place hasn't been touched in years.

Am I kidnapped?

I shiver, feeling a chill run down my spine. The air carries a foul smell almost like a humid damp wall. The food that I had rushed made me want to puke. I reach out, feeling along the cold, damp walls for any sign of an exit. But there's nothing—just solid brick pressing in around me, trapping me in this nightmare.

Tears prick at the corners of my eyes as I realize the shit I'm in. I'm alone, locked in a basement with no way out, and no idea who put me here or why.

I cannot panic.

I cannot panic.

I cannot panic.

I cannot panic.

I cannot panic.

I cannot panic.

I cannot panic.

I cannot panic.

I cannot panic.

Fuck it, I am panicking. I rushed my fingers in my hair to calm down a bit. My nerves pulse as if it would burst out right away. There's no such ventilation system except for those little holes at the end of the wall. Even though there is so much air, I just can't seem to get any ounce of it in my lungs like it has been squeezed out of it.

With a struggle and support of the giant broken furniture around me, I grabbed it and stood up. My head feels dizzy yet I walk around the room to find an escape. In the corner of the cell, there's an iron gate.

I slam my hands on it repeatedly, "Anyone there?"

"Hello?"

"Help!"