The Typewriter-2 ( Welcome To Woods Villa)

After finishing his work in the evening, Charles left his place of work for the institution of night classes, after the night class as he was walking towards his apartment he realized that someone was following him.

At first Charles took it lightly, but then the very next moment he noticed the typewriter's typed letter, which also probably mentioned that someone followed that girl.

As soon as this came to Charles' mind, he became a little cautious and began to increase his steps quickly, but the pursuer also followed at the same speed.

Now Charles was very scared, he was feeling the fear which was not good at all because fear is a negative emotion.

Fear is such an emotion pre-programmed in all animals and people as an instinctive response to potential danger.

This feeling is not always adaptive.

This is not a good feeling;

There is no freedom, no happiness.

It appears in many forms.

The most common expression is anger.

Your life is a struggle from fear to victory.

The opposite of fear, is awareness of unity.

The most powerful generator of fear is the concept of death.

In common language, the end of the life of any living being is called death.

Death usually occurs as a result of old age, greed, attachment, disease, malnutrition.

Mainly there are 101 forms of death, but there are 8 main types.

In which old age, disease, accident, accidental trauma, grief, worry and greed are the main forms of death.

But it seemed to Charles here that his pursuer had probably denied his death, which was why these thoughts running in Charles' mind had instilled in him a fear of that unknown shadow.

Charles felt a bit of relief as he approached his apartment, looking back, he stood under the street light at an unknown shadow far away.

He climbed up and as soon as he entered inside, he closed the door, drank a glass of cold water, which brought a slight tingle in his body.

Charles was feeling very safe in his home, after taking a bath, Charles made himself a meal and started eating it.

As soon as the meal was over, Charles lit a cigarette and sat down to think about what happened today, suddenly a thought arose in his mind, he wondered if the story of the typewriter was true, the proof of which was the unknown shadow who chased him.

If so, the typewriter would know much more or it could be that all this is happening because of the typewriter itself.Charles looked at the typewriter for a while, then got up and put a new page in it to type on and went to sleep in his bedroom.

"Charles... wake up Charles... Charles... Charles it's me Howard, get up early, we have an important job", Howard said, waking Charles from his sleep.

"Oh... Ho... it's so early in the morning, you had just slept and Howard are you here so early in the morning, why?" Charles asked Howard the reason for his arrival as soon as he woke up from his sleep.

"Hey man, a very important work has come, today no employee has come to my work shop and a coffin has to be delivered to the given address, will you help me, I will give you a good amount for it like every time",

Howard explained the whole matter to Charles and also lured him with a good amount.

Howard was the owner of a coffin store, many times before he had taken help from Charles in his work and in return he used to give him good money.

This would have helped Charles as well as he used to get the month's tied money from his place of work.

Sometimes working for Howard also provided him with an upper income.

After listening to Howard, Charles got up immediately and immediately made some sandwiches and put them in a lunch box to eat on the way.

Both left the apartment towards their destination.

While eating a sandwich on the way, Charles said to Howard, "Well, your work will be done before 11 o'clock, you know, I can get only this time off from my work place", Charles said to Howard, then Charles looked at Howard, he was waiting for his reply .

Howard listened to his words, thought for a while, then looking at him said, "Don't worry, our work will be finished before that, we will get our money as soon as we deliver the box, then I will drop you at your apartment", Howard reassured him as he swung the van's steering and picked up a sandwich from Charles' lunch box.

"Come on, it's okay, but where are we going," Charles sighed in relief and asked Howard for the delivery address.

"Our destination is the same "Woods Villa", there's this coffin to be delivered," Howard awkwardly told Charles the address to deliver the coffin while eating a sandwich.

Charles's face faded as soon as he knew the destination, fear once again took his home, a few drops of sweat started flowing from his forehead, as soon as he heard the name of Woods Villa inside Charles, many questions started arising along with fear, he was badly entangled in this dilemma.

"How long will it take to reach Woods Villa", Charles asked Howard.

"The villa is just about to arrive", Howard answered Charles' question.

Charles's uneasiness was growing, he had a strong desire to know what the coffin in the back of the van was going for, which Howard did not even know.

At this, Howard exclaims "Here we come, see there is Woods Villa", Charles looks at the villa curiously, the walls had turned green in many places due to old age, Woods Villa was surrounded in a large area, which clearly showed that its owner was very rich.

On reaching the main gate, the watchman wearing a blue uniform opened the gate.

Howard began to drive the van slowly towards the villa so that Charles could also have a good view of the grand garden of the Woods Villa which Howard had seen as soon as he entered the gate, In which only black roses were in bloom, whose sweet and sweet fragrance was being enjoyed by his nose.

Such a seldom sight to behold, which was enjoyed by both Charles and Howard, in the middle of the garden were beautiful fairy sculptures, but Charles was surprised that a part of the road leading to the villa

There were statues of male angels in the middle of numerous black roses and female angels on the other side of the road, which were made of white marble.

"See Charles, what a man can't do if he has money, look, it is called a garden like paradise, I have never seen such a beautiful garden, the owner here seems very rich and fond", Howard looked at Charles and said.

Charles also agreed with him, and looking out, said "beautiful but one thing is astonishing, why are there statues of men on one side of the road and female angels on the other", Charles expressed his apprehension.

He looked at Howard surprisingly.

"Oh, it's not a big deal, it could be a style, what's so surprising about decorating a garden," Howard explained to Charles.

Both of them were going to admire the beautiful view that Charles noticed were some empty stands in the middle of the garden which were made of white marble but the sculptures had not yet been installed on them.

"Look, Charles, from here begins the stands of statues lying empty and so on after the statues of female angels in the garden on your side, that means there's still work going on in this garden that's why male angels and female angels are lacking", Charles told Howard.

"Maybe there's still a little work left, but enough money has been spent on this garden," Howard told Charles.

Shortly after, the two park the van in front of the main door steps.

The two climb up the stairs to get out of the van and ring the doorbell which was an old golden bell on which the spider had made its net, which seemed to suggest that the bell had not been used for many years.

"Charrrrrrrrrer", Woods Villa's old door opens. Inside, a fifty-year-old beautiful woman walks out in a black skirt and top.

It was difficult to guess her age by her face, she had black glasses on her eyes and her pleasant beauty was giving complexion to marry young girls or women.

"Are you the one Mr. Howard, owner of the coffin store, bring me the coffin I ordered", the middle-aged woman asked, looking at Howard.

The woman had recognized who he was without meeting Howard, Charles was surprised to see this, but Howard did not pay attention to it.

"Yes ma'am, tell me where to put it", Howard replied to the woman.

"Get out of the van and follow me", ordered the woman.

Howard and Charles headed to the van to get the empty coffin.

An unknown woman was waiting for him.

The two soon followed the woman taking coffin from the van.

The Woods Villa inside looked like an old museum to Charles, a large hall with a large library on the right, with trophies from the severed heads of animals hanging everywhere on the wall.

It was as if it was the home of some great hunter.

In the center of the hall there was a staircase leading to the rooms upstairs.

"Put that table over there," the woman told him and pointed to a large table on the left side of the hall.

Both put the coffin on the table.

Looking at the woman, Charles asked, "Who has died here, madam", Charles' restlessness could not stop him to know this.

"My typist, today that girl passed away suddenly, I don't know what happened, she was only twenty-two years old, her family has been informed," replied the woman.

"There must be some illness, ma'am, sometimes health doesn't tell, maybe it's brain fever", Howard said to the woman.

"After the death of my husband Mr. James Woods, the owner of this Woods villa, I was completely alone, to overcome this loneliness, I thought that let's write a novel, so I got a typist by putting an advertisement in the newspaper, she was hired but she also died, my novel was not even half done before that the accident happened, well take your coffin's fixed amount", said Mrs. Woods and took out the money from her wallet and pushed it towards him.

Howard took the money from the woman and started counting them.

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