Quick bite – Rohinish Roychowdhury

The Close Call

When the clock struck two an owl tried and the pale moonlight made dancing shadows flicker on the house walls. Everybody was asleep.It was so calm and quiet that even the faintest sounds could be heard. But only one was awake. It was Clark. He was a police inspector and was tall and stout.His skin was almost tanned. He wore glasses. But why was he awake? He was searching and waiting for a mass murderer. His name was Joe Anderson.He had already committed twelve murders and was on his way to the thirteenth. He murdered in a strange pattern.He went into everyone’s house at night and murdered them without any reason.Clark was hoping that he would come into his house and try to do the same.So he was awake and alert to protect his wife and children. After an hour clark heard faint footsteps. He became alert and took his rifle and filled it with a magazine. The footsteps came closer and he saw a shadow standing in front of the door. The shadow quietly waited for Clark to open the door.He saw a very old man standing with broken glasses and a broken stick.His shirt was torn from all sides and his pants were giving out a foul odour. Hello, he said.
Hi ,and who are you?
My name is Clark.
My name is also Clark.
Wow!the old man said, I have travelled far and could not find a place to rest for the entire day. Your house looked good. The lights were on.So I thought you could give me shelter only for the night.
Sure, Clark said.He let the old man enter and took him to a room which was empty and beside the room where Clark’s family slept. The old man went to sleep but Clark was awake and waited for Joe. After an hour he heard a horrifying scream.
Help me!help me..!
He immediately recognized that it was his wife’s voice. He took his rifle and went upstairs. He saw in horror that the old man was no more old and he was holding a revolver on his wife’s head.
Joe! Clark shouted.
“Put down the rifle or this bullet will go straight through your wife’s head. Clark put his rifle down slowly and looked with a sigh of defeat. But his son was not crying. He slowly tiptoed and reached for his bat. Slowly slowly he took his bat and stood behind Joe.Joe heard a sound and turned suddenly towards him and bashed his head with the bat. Joe let out a scream of pain and clark immediately lifted his rifle and shot a bullet right through Joe’s head. His body swayed and then fell down, blood gushed out from his head.”Oh! that was a close call.”

Rohinish Roychowdhury
Class 8
Don Bosco school,Liluah