Chapter: Aura
Was it too mythological if anyone needing realism of any kind in their life. Everyone seemed like all living in their own dream land where everyone was good and happy but it was only me, Rene Faust, who was living on a prey.
Odd human man name, no I don't think so, it's just unusually simple name. Some said my name was chosen by my parents because they saw my future and it was devilishly funny indeed as I am in my earlier life of puberty before my adulthood.
It was simpler enough for other people who were rich, kind, generous and good luck was only an excuse of their goodness of choices they made in their life. Ah, I forgot as usual to say who were they? They were my all times favourite good people I was growing up to live with. I was feeling chillingly wrong about the concept of goodness they liked to make people think and feel about themselves. Something auspicious about them always or probably too good was the only hinder between them and me. It was not my nature to think bad about every goodness came into my life from kindness but it was the way their kindness swayed into.
Like a normal person after graduation, I went into the practical life to use my costly education. To me if I even used a penny for education it was costly, I realized it after finishing my education. How sympathetically pathetic it was even to realize it, I had to finish my schools. By the way, I had a liquor store of my own. All kinds of liquids, edible, drinkable or usable products I loved to trade. Small business, I was my own chanter, I spent my whole childhood with my ladies at my home nevertheless I had learned most of my business training from my ladies. That was the only reason that I was feeling drowsy about my past costly educatinal expenses. Probably the experiences came handy but still I was not satisfied with myself until that terrifying night, I still could not stop tremors that I was feeling inside.
Cold rainy night, I closed my shop early, so I could enjoy my night in club with friends. Beautiful weather, raindrops were falling here and there, soft light cold air cooling my nose when I saw a man crying in the corner of the dark array. I came to him to ask he refused me to take any help of mine,whenever I came close he moved a bit away. Likewise we came a cross to a nearby bridge like that where I founded a body of a man who had beautifully toned, well built body where savagely raped, laying in the dark corner of the bridge, his hands were tied on his back with his ankles, no clothes over his lower body, his genital was still aroused, probably drugs, he wore a short sleeved cotton shirt, face was damaged with what who knows. I was so stunned that I could not noticed earlier. That crying man was vanished in the thin air when I was checking out the body. When I came close to him to see his face if I could identify somehow who he was, it was me. I jumped few steps back by the horror of seeing me infront of me. At that point I woke up from my day dreaming. I did same thing again, I locked up my shop, same weather, same outfit that I dreamt in my dream but this time I didn't go to the club, straight to my home. The next day, I took the liberty to read the local newspaper to see if any kind incidents were happened with anyone like I dreamt the previous day then an article made me curious to read it, no pictures, nothing just a cue where they wrote a man was founded naked in the nearby bridge who was raped savagely by the group of human, the journalist wrote, that founded man was still alive, he was non other than a local police officer who was working late night shift alone when he was abducted. But by whom he could not remember, he was so tortured for a week that he could not recollect his memory. He was still in the local government hospital in emergency care. The doctor said, he was sexually abused constantly for a month then they threw him, probably some kind of vengeance but they were not killers. Oh, my God, it could be me instead of that police officer, the club I hangout with my friends was nearby that bridge. Then my dream was true. I saw premonition of my own future. What could be the reason that I started to see my own risk. Could it be my new liquor? I tried to infuse between rice and grapefruit and I drank it for tasting the consistency.
According to my acknowledgement, I never encountered any Gods or goddesses who could make such liquorice or liquor that made anyone understand the future jeopardy or uncertainty of their own then why all of a sudden. After that horrified incident, police of my town started to guard the bridge. They trolled over the whole area every night but no progression I didn't see any new premonition after that incident. I didn't say anything to anyone about this but was curious about my new aura. Terrifyingly obnoxious was it.
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