On the other hand, people outside were banging the door.
“You’re not supposed to climb the ladder of crime so quickly child….Stealing and muerder on the same day? You want a soap right? I’ll buy you many soaps.”
The inspector was luring the child. He was trying to make a deal to save his life because everything was in the hand of the child now. The inspector tried taking a step forward.
“Stop…Stop right there!”
The child yelled. The inspector was stunned. Everyone in the police station could now hear the child. Mhatre stuck his ear close to the door to find out what exactly were they talking.
“Okay…I wont move…See do one thing, keep the gun on that table… I promise I’ll let you go.”
“Why were you trying to remove my clothes?!”
Sabun questioned, in anger. He wanted to know what was going on in the inspector’s mind. 
“No, No reason at all. I was joking. Really. You took that joke seriously.”
“Tell me! Tell me!”
The child yelled. The police officer was now shivering in fear. Mhatre tried to listen to figure out what was happening inside.
“You..You are very beautiful. I wanted to see if you’d be the same without any clothes on.”
The child’s eye were moist. As soon as the inspector said that, the child pulled the trigger. A bullet was fired. Everyone outside now began to panic. The bullet just brushed past the inspector and pierced the wall of the room. Neeraj was now shit scared. He had a narrow escape, but he didn’t know for how long.
“You two feet motherfucker!”
“Me? Me? You’ll are motherfuckers!”
The child had made up his mind. There was a shine in his eyes. Neeraj tried to read his eyes but he was confused.
“What are you going to do? No! No! Mhatre save meee!”
Neeraj cried for help. But it was too late. The kid had fired the bullet

Falak Talak - The God is Dead

"Who are you? And when did you come inside? " 


Tarun was surprised. As if someone had pulled the ground beneath him, but it was a different story that he lived on the 7th floor. Nakul bhaiya and Raghu could only see Sabun. Whereas Avantika couldn’t see anyone. And now, Tarun could see Falak too. Tarun’s hands were trembling with fear. Falak was standing in front of him. And when she answered that she was Falak, Tarun went numb. 


"The same Falak from the story writer’s stories. From the story which you narrated a few moments back." 


Falak introduced herself. For Tarun, it was as if someone had pushed him from the top of a building. 


"What kind of joke is this? How can a story come alive like this? Don’t you dare lie to me!” Tarun had started stammering by now. 


"I guess even you can see someone.” Laughed Raghu. 


Why you kill?