The crescent moon was useless tonight; it was pitch dark all around, and the rain was pouring down heavily, hitting the hard ground vigorously.
″Agggghhhhhooo!″ The agony cry crossed the skyline
and the falling rain attempted to suppress it, but failed miserably as the cry
came once again and this time loud enough to wake up the dead. However, it did
shake up Bali Singh, Zamindar Gaya Singh's personal bodyguard.
Bali
Singh was on his guard post just outside his master's bedroom when the
agonised cry made him stand up with a start, and he rushed towards the open
balcony and out into the courtyard.
It
was dark, very dark, outside the courtyard, and the tall trees planted around it
made it darker. The lamppost inside the courtyard blinked from time to time as
it fought to survive against the heavy rainfall.
Bali
Singh shook his head and was about to turn back when the cry ranted across the
sky again.
″Agggghhhhhooo″
It
was a terrible cry as if someone was in a terrible state of pain.
Bali
Singh squeezed his eyes and tried to see if someone was out in the courtyard, but except for the darkness, he couldn't see anything. He rubbed his chin roughly
while thinking about what to do. Then he thought, 'Should I wake the master or should I raise an alarm?' but nixed both ideas, thinking that if these cries turned out to be nothing serious. He woke up the master over a false alarm;
he was sure going to get his skin whipped apart by the master for disturbing
his sleep over nothing, and just the thought of the thick leather whip made him
shudder.
″Agggghhhhhooo″ the agony cry came again.
Bali
Singh couldn't take it anymore; he wrapped his thick blanket around his
shoulders, picked up his stave and his lantern and was out in the courtyard
within minutes. For a few minutes, he swung his burning lantern around the
courtyard.
It
was dark, very dark, outside the courtyard, and the tall trees planted around it
made it darker. The lamppost inside the courtyard blinked from time to time as
it fought to survive against the heavy rainfall.
Bali
Singh shook his head and was about to turn back when the cry ranted across the
sky again.
″Agggghhhhhooo″
It was a terrible cry as if someone was in a terrible state of pain.
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