After Parm left, Sukh attempted to engage in a conversation with Karan. However, Karan sternly replied, "I don't wanna talk about that; it will only give me horror." Sukh respected Karan's feelings and stayed quiet. As they both entered the college's first class, everyone's gaze fixated on Karan, expressing pity and condolences for the loss of his parents. They perceived him as a helpless kid with nothing left in the world.
Annoyed by the sympathetic comments, Karan signaled Sukh to intervene. Sukh, understanding the situation, told the onlookers, "Karan doesn't want to talk about it. Please, leave him alone." Despite Sukh's efforts, some persisted, suggesting that talking about it might make Karan feel better.
Karan's patience wore thin, and he finally snapped, warning, "Get out of here, or I will slice your throats and send them to your parents." His eyes emitted a killer intent, terrifying the onlookers, who quickly dispersed. Even Sukh, taken aback, asked Karan about the outburst.
"I don't wanna talk about that," was Karan's terse response.
As classes progressed, teachers and classmates tried to console Karan, but he maintained his unsettling silence, his eyes betraying a bloodlust. Eventually, he spoke to Sukh, requesting a kulcha from Butta to avoid uncomfortable questions.
Sukh, concerned about Karan's well-being, asked about his exams, sharing that he had failed due to his preoccupation with Karan's situation. Karan rebuffed, insisting on not revisiting the painful topic.
They spent 39 minutes together, and as they left for the third class, arriving late, the teacher berated them. Unaware of the tragedy, the teacher singled them out as the only failures. Dismissing them from the class and said stand in front of the gate with your arms in the air , the teacher mocked, "Trash is out of class."
This triggered a volatile reaction in Karan. Ignoring Sukh's attempts to intervene, he headed to the ground, pursuing a teacher who was chasing him. Karan approached junior students playing cricket, his menacing look enough to prompt them to hand over a bat. The teacher caught up, but Karan delivered a brutal blow to his head. Unrelenting, he continued assaulting the teacher as blood spattered everywhere.
Sukh, horrified, tried to stop Karan, only to receive a punch to the face. Karan, laughing maniacally, struck the teacher with the bat 50 times until his head was split open. Sukh, lying on the ground and crying, witnessed the ghastly scene as Karan continued to revel in the aftermath.
The once-troubled thoughts that Karan kept hidden now surfaced, fueled by the trigger of his parents' death. A dark transformation had occurred, leaving Sukh and the onlookers in shock at the chilling turn of events. In the eerie aftermath of Karan's chilling laughter, a haunting silence enveloped the college grounds. No soul dared to approach him, paralyzed by fear. The junior students, however, mustered the courage to dial the police, unleashing a cascade of events that would etch horror into the collective memory of the witnesses.
As the ghastly laughter echoed, a grotesque scene unfolded at 3:10 pm, painting a tableau of despair. The college populace, drawn like moths to the macabre spectacle, recoiled in horror. Some students were left retching, while others exchanged horrified whispers. The air itself seemed tainted with terror as screams and cries punctuated the grim atmosphere.
Karan, the perpetrator of this terror, cast a malevolent gaze upon the traumatized crowd. At that moment, the clock struck 3:10 pm, and the collective gasp of onlookers heralded the arrival of a real-life monster. Sukh, amidst tears and shock, confronted Karan, questioning the senseless violence.
"Sorry about the punch. I didn't mean it, but I was unable to control it," Karan's apology resonated, a discordant note in the symphony of dread.
Sukh, rendered speechless, wept, demanding an explanation for the unspeakable act. Karan, unflinching, revealed his twisted motive, vowing to eliminate those who mocked his existence. The abyss of his conviction sent shivers through the witnesses.
By 3:15 pm, the police arrived , Officer Kamal leading the charge. The same officer from a prior encounter, Kamal confronted the principal, urgency laced in his words. With determination, Kamal and his squad cut through the clamorous gathering, seizing control of the situation.
In a swift move, Kamal apprehended Karan, facing the killer's chilling intent. "Who are you holding me like that? I will kill you too!" Karan threatened, launching an attack met with decisive force. Officer Kamal subdued him, rendering Karan unconscious.
As the police secured the scene, the gravity of the crime dawned on the onlookers. Kamal instructed the juniors to detain Karan and initiated forensic procedures, turning the college into a grisly crime scene. Sukh, now a reluctant witness, was urged to come forward, along with others who would testify to the horror they had witnessed.
Around 3:30 pm, Sukh, amidst tears, contacted Parm, delivering the devastating news. Parm, unaware of the monstrous turn of events, received the revelation with disbelief and trepidation. The once-innocent query of whether to pick them up now carried the weight of impending dread.
In a somber exchange, Sukh implored Parm to visit the police station for the gruesome details, highlighting the impossibility of taming the monster in their midst. The conversation ended abruptly, leaving Parm to grapple with the realization that the ordinary had metamorphosed into the grotesque, and a normal day had transformed into a nightmare. Sukh abruptly ended the call, leaving Parm bewildered and perspiring. His mother emerged, concern etched on her face. "What happened?" she inquired. Parm reassured her, "I'm okay, Mom, just need to handle something. Don't worry about your grandson."
His mother, unconvinced, observed tension on Parm's face. Before leaving, Parm entrusted Balbir with looking after her. Riding his bike around 4 pm, he reached the police station, greeted by a gathering of college staff and students. Attempting to enter, officers halted him, demanding permission. Recognizing him, Officer Kamal permitted Parm's entry, identifying him as the uncle of the accused.Parm confronted Officer Kamal with a mix of anger and desperation, the police station's sterile lights casting an eerie glow on their faces.
Parm: "Where is my nephew, Kamal?"
Kamal, unfazed by Parm's intensity, gestured toward a cell.
Kamal: "In a cell, where he belongs."
Parm, clenching his fists, shot back.
Parm: "He's just a 19-year-old kid. How can he be a criminal?" Spotting Sukh and other students, Parm queried Sukh about the incident. Sukh, terrified, remained silent, and Sukh's father snapped, instructing Parm to ask the police about his nephew's crime. Kamal, holding a photo of the brutal crime scene, maintained a cold demeanor.
Kamal: "Your nephew killed this man. A father of four."
Parm's shock was palpable, but he challenged Kamal with a desperate plea.
Parm: "He's not in his senses! How can you destroy a kid's life?"
Kamal, displaying a hint of detachment, explained his perspective.
Kamal: "I see a clear bloodlust in his eyes, Parm. A normal kid can't commit such a gruesome act in broad daylight."
Parm, almost pleading, questioned the consequences.
Parm: "What's gonna happen to him?"
Kamal, indifferent to Parm's distress, outlined the grim possibilities.
Kamal: "He's not a teenager anymore. Life sentence or maybe death. It's up to the judge."
Parm, gripping the cold bars of the cell, made a desperate request.
Parm: "Find the killers of his parents. They made him this way."
Kamal, with a hint of annoyance, responded with determination.
Kamal: "I will find them."
Parm, almost accusingly, probed further.
Parm: "Or are you afraid you'll get killed if you try?"
Kamal, meeting Parm's gaze, asserted his commitment.
Kamal: "Trust me, I will find them."
Parm, granted permission to see Karan, left Kamal with a final plea.
Parm: "Let me see my nephew."
Surprisingly, Kamal agreed, and Parm proceeded toward the cell where Karan awaited Karan, seated in a corner, glanced up, his eyes reflecting a mixture of defiance and uncertainty. Parm, despite the chaos surrounding them, spoke with an eerie calmness.
Parm: "I told you, don't get into any trouble, son. Your grandmother is worried sick about you."
Karan, his gaze fixed on the floor, responded with an unsettling calmness.
Karan: "I don't know, Uncle. I couldn't stop myself. He mocked me, and I just wanted to kill him. But, believe me, Uncle, I enjoyed it. Get me out of here; I want to kill more."
Parm placed a hand on Karan's head, his touch a bizarre blend of comfort and ominous reassurance.
Parm: "Son, everyone out there is calling you a monster. But I don't care. I've been the guide to a monster before, and i will gladly guide you
Karan looked up, his eyes meeting Parm's with a disturbing intensity.
Karan: "Get me out of here, Uncle. I want to kill my parents killers and whoever comes in the way
Parm, maintaining an unsettling composure, leaned in closer to the cell bars.
Parm: "I'll get you out, Karan. But remember, I won't just set you free. I'll guide you, be the beacon in this darkness. You're not alone in this, no matter what they say."
The air in the cell felt heavy with the unspoken understanding between uncle and nephew. Parm's promise to guide Karan, despite the horrors he had unleashed, hung in the air like a sinister oath.
As they shared a momentary gaze, a twisted smile crept across both their faces. Parm's final words echoed with a chilling certainty.
Parm: "I will be the guide of a monster."
The gravity of those words lingered, leaving a haunting impression of a bond forged in the shadows, promising a journey into the abyss that lay ahead.
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