Thursday, January 11, 2007

Serial Killa!!

Happy New Year all.... If there is one thing we cannot control in our lives, it's our dreams. One night you are dreaming of some fiiiiiine ass woman showing you a good time, and the next night you are dreaming of some maniac trying to stick a pitchfork in your belly. Gotta love them though.....

It starts off with a group of us staying in this beat up two storey house. Our main character (the only one I remember anyway) happens to be a buddy of mine living in Dubai. None other than Mr. Ravi himself!! Sorry pal..... hehe
Anyway, Ravi for some reason starts going on a mad killing spree... and looking at the size of him you know he can do some damage. Ok, let's move on... the remaining few of us manage to subdue him permanently (as in dead) and we leave him in a body bag in the police station. This is where you see him in a body bag dead as a door knob one minute and in the next minute you turn around he's gone.

Fast forward to our house with the three remaining survivors and myself. Here we are chilling, talking and out of nowhere Ravi pops up right in our midst!! He was covered in blood yet looked as if he was just there hanging out with us, ready to go partying. Now in the horror movies, there is always one serious dumbass who runs off on his own right? Of course he gets killed first and unfortunately, shamed as I am to admit it, that dumbass in this instance was me. Yep, me!! Idiot! Idiot! Idiot! It happened like this.... We are standing in the living room upstairs in sort of a square formation, two facing two. Ravi somehow finds himself between the two guys opposite me. Now we could have done this a few different ways. Either we all charge down the stairs and run for our lives or we all charge Ravi and kill his ass.... again!! I know I would not do this in real life but before anybody made a move, I turned tail and flew down those stairs. Of course Ravi decided to come after me rather than grab the guys next to him... bastard! :)
I ran outside into the darkness slamming the door behind me to give me a little time. Instead of running down the street in plain view I quickly crossed over to the other side and slid behind the hedges before he got to the door. I was lying on my stomach peeping through the bushes when I see Ravi charging out the door and running down the road faster than I have seen anybody run in my life. My heart was pounding like crazy, but I needed to stay there for a little while to make sure he was far, far away.

Just when I start to think I might make it (like in the movies), a boot rests on my back.......




Price you pay for being a dumbass.

4 comments:

Indo Dreamin' said...

good to have you back. i miss your twisted dreams. and this was some funny shit.

AmitD said...

Glad to be back bro. Will try to keep them coming.

mogs said...

dude....have you ever thought about going into humour writing...despite this being a horror story, i am cramping from laughter...part 2 to follow?????

AmitD said...

More of these dreams and I won't wake up man!! Laughter is the best medicine baby!! even in the face of death.