The Typewriter-4 (Kiss Of The Black Rose)

Mrs. Woods freezed in her place on hearing this, and her face was now white in color, but she did not allow her expressions to be revealed to Charles, "No, I had no other typewriter before and now if you've done investigation , go to the hall", said Mrs. Woods, staring at Charles from behind his dark glasses.

"It's too late by now, Howard should have called the janitor for help", Mrs Woods' reply to Charles shows him somewhat of a feeling that she is not a woman who likes too much interference.

So Charles thought it appropriate to turn the matter around and started towards the hall.

On the other hand, Howard paused to hear that mysterious call that suddenly once again an unknown voice called out to him from behind "O my dear Howard... look back at me... how long have I've been waiting for you", now it was the third time Howard heard caller calling him , he could not understand who had called him from behind, on one side a voice was coming from within him that he should look back and look at the caller, on the other hand his mind was saying that "Don't look back, it's a sham of death keep moving forward and go straight to the gate keeper's camp".

Howard was finding it difficult to make decisions as hard as he was finding difficulty in seeing everything because of the strong winds.

Standing in the middle of the garden, Howard was now confused as to what to do.

After sometime he decided not to take this as his pride and to turn it back, he decided to listen to the heart, not to his mind, about the part of the heart which is full of darkness, where fear resides.

And this fear had started playing its game.

Howard had never imagined what was going to happen if he turned back, so perhaps his mind was forbidding him to do so.

"Looks like it'll take a long time for Howard to come, I'll have a look", said Charles to Mrs. Wood.

"He is going to come ...Where will he go, don't you bother so much, you were telling about to type something, tell me what you type, Mrs. Wood asked Charles.

"I too want to write a novel, but I hadn't thought about it until now, but a few days ago I had the thought of writing a romantic novel," Charles cleverly lied to Mrs. Wood.

"It's a good thing, you look so romantic, well, romantic stories are interesting too if they're presented well", said Mrs. Wood to Charles.

"You write about the dark world, just tell about it openly, ma'am", Charles graciously asked Mrs. Wood.

"My novel is very scary, do you fear because my stories are true, or rather I get the truth written, come with me I will tell you a truth", said Mrs. Wood to Charles and asked him to follow her.

On the other hand, Howard decided to look back and opened his closed eyes, it was hard to believe what Howard had seen, or is it his eyes were deceived by what he actually saw in the morning, heavy dust.

Amidst the winds, stood a beautiful woman, surrounded by a cloud of dust so that no one else could see her, dressed in black robes,

She looked like a black rose from that garden, her hair was light brown in colour, but the strong wind was not affecting her near, it seemed that time had stopped all around her.

Howard was fascinated by her beauty and slowly began to grow closer to her.

Howard had never seen a more beautiful woman than her in his life, he had forgotten everything by looking at her beauty.

He didn't even remember what he had left for.

He was moving towards the woman looking in her eyes which were as deep as an ocean.

The woman was smiling while looking at Howard, Howard became even more agitated by this, now he wanted to go closer to the woman and hold her tightly in his arms, the woman also gestured to him to come in her arms.

As Howard approached her, the woman gave him a flying kiss and a captivating scent struck his face, which enchanted Howard as soon as it entered his nose, and he fell unconscious.

While Mrs. Wood takes Charles inside a room, where a beautiful young woman is lying on the bed, dressed in black robes.

"Look, this is my typist Katherine, how beautiful and lovely she looks, I'll write about it, bring the true character of her life into my story, that's what true fiction is called", said Mrs. Wood to Charles.

Charles looked at the girl carefully, she was very beautiful, Charles looked at her and found that there were no signs of coercion on her body which was proof that she was not killed, her natural

Death must have happened, Charles thought in his mind.

She still looked beautiful.

After seeing her, Charles turned to Mrs. Wood and said, "There will be something special in her life, only then will you be writing it in your novel".

"Yeah, she was so sweet that anyone would want to praise her, let's go down the hall now", said Mrs. Wood to Charles and once again gestured to follow her.

Both of them came down and were sitting in the hall when the gate keeper of the villa grabs Howard.

"Howard... Howard, what happened to him , how did he faint", Charles asked the gate keeper of the villa, trying to bring Howard to his senses.

"I don't know what happened, he was coming towards the gate, there was such a strong storm and after moving some distance, he turned back and fainted, I tried to bring him to his senses but he did not come to his senses", gate Keeper explained the whole matter to Charles.

"I say let him rest for a while, maybe he 'll come to his senses," said Mrs. Wood, looking at Charles.

"Perhaps you're right, otherwise someone would get up after splashing water so many times, let him rest right here on the couch, me and your gate keeper will put that girl in the coffin," he said looking at Mr. Wood.

The villa's gatekeeper and Charles together put the girl's dead body in the coffin and again try to bring Howard to his senses.

"Howard...Howard...wake up, I don't know what happened to him all of a sudden", Charles called out to Howard several times, but Howard did not respond.

Mrs. Wood said, looking at his condition, "I think he is getting worse, you take him to the hospital immediately, before things get out of hands ", Mrs. Wood said to Charles and looked at his gate keeper she hinted at Howard to help.

Charles and the gate keeper supported Howard and carried him on their shoulders and made him sit inside the van.

Charles started the van holding the driver's seat and galloped the van out of the villa and headed in the direction of the hospital.

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