The Typewriter-6

"Ah... it's a relief to be at home, it was a very heavy day," Howard told Charles as he opened the door on his way home.

"Yeah, today was a bit heavy on you, so maybe you got hold of the hospital nurse to lighten up, a good excuse to put a hand on her waist," said Charles, looking at Howard, smiling.

"Are you still not sure about me, good friendship, I'm telling the truth my brother, believe me it all happened after seeing that beautiful girl in Woods Villa, the hospital nurse might also have the same unconsciousness that had caught me, my head became heavy after I regained consciousness", Howard said in his explanation to Charles.

"Okay let's get fresh now, I'll also make arrangements to eat something fresh, tell me if you have something to drink," said Charles, instructing Howard.

"Yeah, everything is there, you can take my clothes for the night from my room and use the bathroom downstairs to take a shower, I know you cook well, put meat in the freezer to make great dishes... All the spices are also available for this, just get ready and get to work, I also come freshly prepared", Howard told Charles to signal him to follow him and removed some clothes from his room.

Charles took them and reached to take a bath in the bathroom below.

After getting fresh, he went to the kitchen and started preparing for cooking.

There was a lot of meat in the freezer, Charles made a fine meal in no time, then laid it out on the dining table.

Howard also got ready to eat at the dining table.

"If there is some arrangement to drink, then tell me, you will stay on the water today because the medicines will not have any effect", Charles told Howard.

"Wait, I'll get it out, you've worked hard since morning and then you've prepared the food, so now sit back, I'll take out the bottle of Scotch in my room," Howard said to Charles and took out a bottle of Scotch from his room and caught Charles.

"The Scotch is pretty good, I wish you could drink it," said Charles teasing Howard.

"Yeah, blow it up, it was brought to you by a special friend of mine, it's quite old, but drinking is only fun when a good old wine is found", said Howard, looking at Charles.

"How do you like the mutton dish?" said Charles, sipping Scotch.

"Very well made, you've used the spices well too," Howard said to Charles, praising the food.

After some time, as soon as the dinner was over , Charles cleaned up the table and after washing the dishes, the two sat down by the fireplace again, Charles holding a glass of Scotch and Howard was lighting a Cuban cigar. Both of them started talking about the same Woods villa.

"By now the body of that girl must have been buried, her relatives must have reached, you know Howard the girl was so beautiful and gorgeous not meant to be buried, the beauty of the ball was her, I wish she would have found me before she died and if I could I would have made her my own," Charles spoke about his mind to Howard.

"You are talking about the girl who was dead and what of the beautiful girl I saw in the heart of that beautiful garden, she was also alive and talking to me, every part of my body is in love with her," Howard said, looking at Charles.

"But why didn't I saw her", Charles lamented.

"She might be around the villa, but she mu have not seen both of us coming," Howard told Charles.

"So she should have been visible while we were leaving", Charles once again regretted.

"You may have been a little too nervous about me at that time , so you may have run away from there and headed straight towards the hospital, so you can't see that beautiful girl," Howard said once again, cleaning up what Charles had been thinking about for a while. He also began to feel that Howard might have been true.

"I think I might not have been able to see her, and you might be right, but why did Mrs. Woods didn't mention this when I talked to her for a long time and did not account for all the information she gave," Charles agreed to Howard's talk, explaining the information from Mrs. Woods, who was in a way baseless about Howard, but Howard was still telling the truth his eyes saw and the most important thing was that she took the name of Howard. She had been to that Villa for the first time and accordingly, the girl was also meeting her for the first time. It was a matter of thinking about which the two friends, sitting by the fireplace, thought for a long time but could not reach at any result, but thinking about this subject made them stand up because an unknown fear had filled both of them with panic.

The night had become long enough, both of them turned to each other to sleep and went to sleep in their own rooms. Howard went to sleep upstairs in his room, and Charles considered it appropriate to sleep in the room near the hall below. It was quite cold that night outside the fog had laid its sheet on the moonlight of the moon, it was not possible to see anything nearby, Charles once before going to sleep looked out of the window glass, but due to the fog he was unable to see far enough. After a while he lay down on the bed and reached a deep sleep. Time passes a little more between the nights the intoxication of scotch breaks as soon as his sleep opens. Suddenly it seems to him that a shadow passed through the room right in front of him, Charles did not close the door so he saw an unknown shadow pass in front. He could not restrain himself and stood up out of bed and proceeded with the aim of chasing that shadow. He put on his over coat and looked straight out of the room, he found that an unknown shadow was walking around the hall since it was dark in the hall, so Charles was unable to see the shadow properly. Charles stepped forward, stopping briefly in front of the direct entrance from hall. Charles stopped taking his steps as soon as he saw it, Charles felt that the shadow might have been shocked that someone was following him. Recently it was quite dark, which was also benefiting Charles, who immediately hid behind Pillar as soon as the unknown shadows turned back and looked. After some time, the unknown shadow was convinced that no one was behind him, then he opened the entrance "charrrrrrrrrrrr", the door opens, Charles hides and looks at the shadow he covered himself with a blanket from which it was not possible to see his face. Charles once came to mind that he was not Howard, who could be other than him, but if he was Howard then why he needed to get out of his house like a thief in the night.

Charles was worried, but now it was useless to go to Howard's room because he would then loose the unknown man who had just left the house. Charles began to pursue that shadow. While he had the curiosity to know who the man was, unknown fear had also taken its place in his mind, Charles stepped forward on that black night, demonstrating courage.

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