Seven crows were flying in circles on a cloudy day when the sky was green. Maybe the crows were keeping an eye on some animal, maybe they were just flying. Maybe the weather was going to get worse, maybe it was going to get better. Amrik Ahuja had counted the crows which were circling the skies from the hung window. He was staring at a girl, standing far away from him with her girlfriends. He just realized how tempting she was with her ballerina bun hair and a red shoulder crop top standing against the hung window. They were all colleagues standing in the hall of a huge building smirking down at its neighboring but shorter buildings. She was talking to her three friends, one of whom had a Starbucks in her hand with a name on it which was too small for Amrik to read from there. She was giggling and grabbing her other girlfriend. Amrik smiled at the fact that the nose ring she wore on the left side of her nose was shining under the sunlight. His cheeks were red, he couldn’t realize but he was playing with his hair and making curls out of them, hoping she would notice his handsome face. Amrik’s sardonic smile was soon broken by his approaching friend.  

Ajay Anand noticed his friend’s smile and hissed at him. He had a cup of coffee in his right hand and an analog watch in his left.  

‘‘What happened?’’, he didn’t wait for an answer because he looked at the girl Amrik had been staring at since he left him for five minutes.  

‘‘Who is she?’’, he asked looking away from him with a frown on his face. Ajay had forgiven Amrik for the time he caught him kissing his girlfriend, Monika. One evening, drinking tea he concluded the matter and blamed Monika and cussed her for being of low character. His frown widened when he thought of her again. When he regretted hitting her. Ajay thought that Monika’s mother called him three weeks ago and asked Monika’s whereabouts. Ajay knew she was missing but hadn’t told Amrik yet.  

‘‘Should I tell him?’’, he asked himself and the answer came no.  

‘‘Ananya Sharma, you haven’t met her yet? The graphic designer  

‘‘She is not your type’’, said Ajay.  

Amrik was going to ask him what made his stupid mind say that, but before he could say anything, Ananya started approaching him. Ajay started looking elsewhere.  

‘‘Hey, it’s Amrik, right? I am Ananya.’’  

‘’Yes, I know who you are, let me say your introduction was quite.... interesting.’’  

‘‘Oh, really’’, Amrik glanced at Ajay, who read his look, sprang up from his seat, and sat elsewhere.  

‘‘I don’t know, dude’’, Ajay thought to himself. The guilt of striking Monika and then the fact that she was now missing started a lightening pain in his belly. The man he called his friend, who he hadn’t told anything about his missing ex-girlfriend was now flirting with a gorgeous woman while he was standing beside a table sipping his coffee.  

It was now a quarter past five and they were all leaving.  

Ajay was waiting for Amrik outside for five minutes now and he came out of the dark exit into the light.  

‘’What happened’’  

‘‘She was nice, asked for my number, I think she will call me tonight.’’  

Ajay looked away, Amrik finally noticed something was wrong.  

‘‘What, are you jealous, she will only call me, she won't eat me, bro.  

‘‘Hah hah, funny’’, Ajay made a face just to mock him.  

She was squirming in her chair, she heard it. She heard him locking his door, she heard him entering the room she was kept in.  

‘’Monika, Monika. Now listen to me sweetheart, did I hurt you? No. Did I say anything bad? No. Did I hit you like him? No. Good, sit quietly and i will be back.’’  

She could not see his stupid, ugly face and she didn’t want to. She could swear if he opened her, she would kill him. But now her hand and legs were tied firmly to the chair and her mouth was stuffed with a piece of cloth. Her face was covered with a black cloth and she was sitting naked on the chair.  

‘‘Daddy’s back, so tell me, Monika. Do you understand that I have kept you alive to just please me?  

‘‘tell me Monika, do you understand why I am punishing you? Do you understand that punishment is required for the purification of human deeds? Good, you are a smart girl, I know you agree with me. Monika could smell the fresh blood which was on her left-hand side, but she was afraid to do any movement.  

‘‘something tells me you can smell it. Can you smell the blood?  

She nodded.  

‘‘Alright, I know you want that stupid black cloth off of you but I don’t want you full naked right now.  

And you are pretty cute so keeping your black cloth on for me is like delayed gratification in bed.  

She has started crying at this point.  

‘‘Shit Monika, I told you don’t cry. You know what happens to the people who defy me. We were going to play this fun game but now you are going to die.  

She started crying harder and he started his chain saw quickly and cut her throat. Her head with the black cloth was now on the floor, and red bright blood leaked out of her neck and made sounds.  

‘’Hell, what a mess’’  

  

It was ten past midnight and Ananya was on the way to Amrik’s House, he had texted her his address a while ago. She reached the doorstep and thought of multiple scenarios on how he would greet her, on how would they talk, and what they would do. She had already seen some steamy scenes in her imagination.   

She rang the bell, he answered.  

‘‘Hey’’, he went for the hug ‘‘come on in’’.  

‘’You look beautiful’’, he said touching his chair.  

‘‘Thank you’’, she said ‘You are gorg.....’’  

‘’But not for long’’ he cut her sentence in half and was now smirking maliciously’’   

Amrik unclenched his fist and put chloroform on her mouth.  

Ananya was sitting naked with her hands and legs tied tightly on a bloodstained chair and Monika’s head under a black cloth was still lying on the floor. She woke up.  

Ananya started crying loudly.  

‘‘Lucky thing, I haven't got any neighbors’’ he came close to her, ‘‘We are all alone’’, he pinched her cheek and said alone as cutely as he can.  

This was enough for her to get traumatized for life.  

Buzzzz,buzzzzzz   

‘‘Amrik didn’t even look at his phone’’  

Buzzz,   

Amrik sprang up from his chair and saw who it was.  

Ajay’s name appeared on the phone.  

‘‘What an idiot’’, he thought. Amrik didn’t waste any time on the call because he had to start partying with his new guest, Ananya.  

The fact that he suppressed his real psychopath personality when they talked first, shocked her.  

‘‘You know what is going to happen to you, first I will give you the biggest pleasure of using my body as a sex machine, and then I will cut your body.  

She didn’t stop crying.  

He started undressing, ‘‘You know what is in that other room’’, he pointed at the room on her left. Its door was closed. ‘‘You know I have fifty more girls now, just like you but dead’’.  

He went close to her, opened her mouth, and put his cock in it, and over the span of fifteen minutes, he raped her and then cut her head, and shoved her in the room like the other girls. And he was never caught by the police and Ajay never knew where Monika went.