Nights
With Elmer 3: The Last Heir
There
was a boy, a more than unique person. Kevin, who lived with his
parents in Denver did possess unreal abilities IN REALITY. His psyche
was amazing and the way he influenced his audiences while speaking,
at times seemed to captivate them, rather hypnotize. Kevin's talent
was well-adulated by the people around him. However, there was a
thing about him which led his parents into a pit of suspicion. Their
son locked himself up post sunset everyday, without answering any
knocks at his door, neither revealing the reason behind him doing so.
Locked up in a room with dim lights, Kevin would compose lines that
zapped out from the 'nowhere' in his mind. He couldn't ever figure
out what made him compose such lines...lines, that would describe his
coming future and he would stay prepared for it. Kevin was happy, “I
don't understand what happens every night, but indeed, it is a
gift.”
One night, he wrote something that threw a trail at him.
A trail that was going to procure him with a task.
'A
life of gift you have lived,
it's time to repay.
A man
on the coming day
shall lead you to your destiny's sway.
Let
negligence go off your window,
right there, towards the calm
widow.'
The Dwell Of The Collins
Kevin's
heart paced and his chair made a loud noise as he turned around and
stared at the window. A bright and calm face of a lady was visible.
She smiled at him as her hair gracefully floated in the soft yet
chilled air.
Next morning, Kevin's mother was talking to Simon
Roberts, Kevin's uncle. “Please brother, I am worried about his
life and career. He doesn't even utter a word about his nocturnal
activity. You are our last hope, please interact with him and try to
find out what my son is involved into.”
Simon and Kevin were
sitting in a restaurant. Looking at his uncle, Kevin recalled the
lines he penned the previous night. He thus decided to open his
secret to uncle Simon. After listening carefully, Roberts ended up in
a gadzook. “Look, Kevin. The more you will blanket your darker
secrets, the darkness will haunt you more. It is always better to
stay in the light of the good. Back there in Edinburgh, I faced such
a problem when the students in my school started dying in series.....
Elmer is the man. Visit him and speak out your puzzle, he shall
cure.”
The air at the Elmer's was dry and desolate.
Suddenly, the door disembarked from its frame as Elmer saw a teenager
holding bags, standing right before him, breathing heavily. “This
room stinks!” Kevin threw a remark. “Your life stinks more, boy.
That's why you are here. Now tell me.”
“I don't know...I can't
talk to you here. Smells like thousands of terminated turtles were
cut open right here!” The boy was about to faint.
They were
sitting on a bench at the Railway Station. “While leaving your
office, I saw a picture-frame of two children. Who are they?”
“The
guy was Cedzie....Cedric. And she was Caddie a.k.a. Clara. The two
kids were somehow..related to me”. Elmer gave a praising gaze to
Kevin for his good observation. “And now, would you prefer telling
me your reason for coming here?”
“I am embezzled, Elmer.
Besides possessing a good talent, I also have a dark secret in stock.
Elmer heard his tale and after knowing about the poems, breathed out.
“The Dwell Of The Collins, huh....So, have you extracted any
information on it, as your homework?” Elmer asked.
“Yes, I
know almost everything. It might sound scurrilous to you, but I am
the last heir of the Collins”, beamed Kevin. He received a puzzled
look from the exorcist. “Believe me, I have seen the souls of Molly
and Henry Collins. Molly died a widow because Henry got killed. Their
questioning and wandering souls knock my windows every night. They
are asking for help.”
Elmer was listening attentively, “Okay,
but how can you be so sure about it?”
“Believe me or not. The
biography of the Collins was written by a close family friend. I read
the entire book, but a page was missing. Caddie's ghost wanted to
suck blood out of Cedric and the last heir, as her father's revenge.
I have to put an end to her unsatisfied and famish souls which haunts
my life. Moreover, I can see and feel the couple's spirits around me
every moment. They were my parents in....in my previous birth.
According to the knowledge I obtained, I and my old father were
killed by the old enemy of Collins, The Preachs, back then. Mother
died in grief. And so I have incarnated again to avenge!”
“If
you are so sure, then await the darkness. The answers will be clearly
visible then”, Elmer winked.
“But there's a thing. While
coming, at the airport, I penned these lines,
“The
last heir is cursed to restriction,
to enter the dwell only
with a purpose,
and a person who never sinned.
Then
that innocent will be chopped till the toes
as
sacrifice,
after he learns of the heir's identification.”
The
Dwell Of The Collins
But
you need not worry, Elmer. I have no reason to kill you.” The two
had a hearty laugh.
As the daylight dulled, the two proceeded
towards the Collins mansion marked on a map which Kevin had. The
atmosphere suffocated and succumbed to the terrorizing howls and
cries that emerged in the vicinity of the Collins Mansion. The
pointed grills on the gate were decorated with pig and dog heads. As
the two stepped in, owls hooted of their arrival, probably to someone
hidden inside. “YOUR HEAD WILL BE SLAUGHTERED.!!!!!!!!!!!!” Kevin
ducked to avoid the sudden charge by an old woman with a disfigured
face. Her Grey hair and more-than-wrinkled face spoke of the desire
for revenge. “Elmer!! Save me!”
They ran in the house, a house
which smelled of blood...more and more blood brought in and stocked.
Rather spilled inside. They walked through the hallway and passed
through isles between a lot of dead people's wasted
bodies...exorcists who attempted purifying 'the hell of the
Collins.'
As they took the staircase, Elmer checked the series of
pictures on the wall. “See, the lineage of the family. I think,
Kevin, half-knowledge can be dangerous.”
“What?”
A
crumpled page hit Kevin's face. He read it....'Caddie's fierce ghost
killed Cedric. But her lips craved for more blood because she wanted
the last heir of the Collins the most......It is believed that when
the last heir's sould would enter the mansion finally with a
'sacrifice', Caddie's ghost will forgive him.'
“W..What's this
Elmer? The soul of the last heir? Sacrifice? When the heir has
reincarnated, what is the need of his soul then?? I think you are in
danger, I cannot jeopardize your life”, Kevin trembled as he said
this.
“Don't worry about me, Kevin. Let's check the family's
descent.”
Kevin went further.... “Hmm...Sylvester Collins,
Mike Collins, Henry Collins and the last heir....there is no picture
of him, Elmer.” The name-plate below the frame was under dust. He
dusted it, there was a slogan.
''A Soul Reincarnates Only
When It's Freed Itself From The Previous Birth''- Elmer
Henry Collins,
The Last Heir.
A callous laughter was heard throughout the
mansion after which a silence followed, a permanent one.
Sagher
