The Red

#The_Red (part-1)

The pool of blood sprawled all over the meager floor had coloured it red with perpetual change in the radiance red into brownish tinct. The pearly white wall adjacent to gothic designed window stained red with the thick streaks of screaming blood spots. Even the decade old ceiling fan creaking slowly as it rotated clumsily couldn’t escape the post incidental consequences as evident by the curvy blood streaks on its dilapidated blades. The tube light blinking rhythmically evincing of the ominous room  had attracted the unwanted attention of seventy years old woman dwelling in neighbourhood.

After an hour of thorough scrutinization of the whole house by local police, the headless body of deceased woman in her mid thirties was found hanging upside down on centuries old haunted oak tree; once defamed for site of witchcraft; few yards away in vicinity where copper urn kept beneath the disdained body had collected the last blood drops slowly dripping down through sharply cut blood vessels filling it to brim.

'Oh my God!' shrieked one of the cop. 'What the hell is this?'

Few distance away the old lady cast a contented smile over the incident.

Continued....