House for Sale
‘One million for this house? You must be
joking? No one would pay even half a million.’
‘Why, if I may ask so?’ he asked. His voice was chilling. But
more than the voice it was his face that disturbed me. His face, surprisingly, appeared
wax coated.
‘Well…. I don’t know how to put it……. there are
rumours…..rumours that could be right...…..I mean……. wrong…....’
‘Out with it,’ he almost barked in anger. His voice sounded harsh
and screechy. His eyes had turned lifeless.
‘They say it’s a haunted house,’ I
blurted out.
‘And you also think that it’s haunted?’ he appeared
badly hurt.
‘I don’t know……..the truth.’
‘The truth is that I have earned enmity of some powerful people.
They want to harass me…..punish me. My son has moved abroad. I
want to sell this house so that I can be with him. But these
people are spreading rumours and frightening away the buyers. They will not let
me get a fair price.’
‘What you are demanding is not a fair price.’
‘We can negotiate.’
‘But those powerful people may not like my buying this house.’
‘That won’t happen. They are my enemies. They
will only come after me. But they will not find me.’
‘I will pay only six hundred thousand.’
‘Deal; the house is yours.’
I was stunned. I was not expecting that he would straightway
accept my offer. I couldn’t decide whether or not I should feel elated. The house
was surely worth more than six hundred thousand. No house
in the Lake City would cost less than one million. Naturally, I ought to have
been overjoyed by the deal. But something about the owner had been
disturbing me.
A week later a friend informed me about a house
in the Lake City that was up for sale.
‘But only a week back I negotiated a deal with the owner of
that very house.’
‘How could you do that? The owner was not here.
Last year he had left the country after his father’s tragic death.
He came back only yesterday.’
I was dumbstruck.
‘What happened to his father?’ I asked with
some effort.
‘Poor fellow had incurred wrath of some
powerful people. They drowned him in a tub of melted wax. No clue……….’
I felt my legs were trembling; I was unable to understand
what he was saying.
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whoaaa... scary one again Aroraji...
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a dark story without a twist is like a toothless tiger, thanks for stopping by
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DeleteHaunted house again, like in most horror movies. The image of wax coated face is going to last for sometime.
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DeleteWow. I wonder what happens if she doesn't buy the house for $600,000. A ghost that can negotiate a sale might be powerful himself.
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DeleteThat is one sale that is damned every which way
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DeleteReally nice ghost story. I liked the drowning in hot wax.
ReplyDeletethanks Karen, it was a horrible way to kill a man
DeleteNice twist - a ghastly and ghostly deal. I've often wondered if I could ever bring myself to purchase a house whose owner had been murdered...
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DeleteGreat twist, very well written :)
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