I was driving my car. Nights are my favourite especially the chilled ones. I turned the radio on and started to whistle. I always enjoy these night drives.

Grr…Grr…  Woosh

But god…he didn’t want me, to enjoy. I had some problems which was not enough and that’s why he gave me another now. My car’s engine stopped working. I tried a lot but it didn’t fixed. I checked my watch and its already 12:00 AM. I couldn’t get a cab that time. I started to see around and found a roof to hide my head.

I hesitated at first but then thought that it was the only option I had. I knocked the red door of that bungalow. But nobody answered. I was about to return, but suddenly the door opened I saw, and it was an old man, he had undistinguished looks, his eyes were too small, and his clothes… I don’t want to say about that, his clothes were filthy. He was walking with the help of a stick and had a kerosene lamp in his one hand. I stared him for a minute,, but then he asked “what you want?”. “Sorry for trouble…but…but I want a place to hide my head for today’s night only.” I requested him. That night god was with me he agreed and took me, inside the bungalow and then through a long passage to my room.

That bungalow was too old. I could clearly saw spider’s web on the corners. There was so much dust inside the bungalow and
even in my room. But thank god after all those things my bed was really comfortable. A fan was also their in my room but I didn’t turned it on. It was mid January the night was chilled and that’s why I didn’t stop in my car and came here for shelter. I lived in Shimla and could able to see the snowfall clearly out of
my window which is in my room.

I saw again towards my watch it was 12:30 AM. I decided to took sleep. I hanged my overcoat on the hangers fixed in the wall. And lied on my bed and closed my eyes.

I think I slept only for 3 hours and then my eyes opened as a sound of a gun entered in my ears. I got up from my bed and
opened the door of my room. I saw outside but there was no one. I was scaring after all I heard a gun sound. I don’t have that much courage but don’t know how that day I had enough to check what was happening. When I was roaming here and there in the bungalow I heard whispering sound from the behind of a door. I opened that door without thinking once. Behind that door stares were going downside. I understood that it was a basement. I walked down from the stairs.

And…and…I…I…s…sa…saw.

Bang

Someone shot himself in front of me that old man and 4 more no…3…because one was dead now were there. I wanted to escape from there suddenly that old man noticed me. He moved his eyes indicating that I had to sit there only. I couldn’t run because he had a revolver in his hands. I sat on a table on
which 3 more were seated. One of us stood up and sat on the chair in front of a round table and in front of that a one more chair was there on which that old man was seated. I was observing things, trying to understand what was happening. Suddenly I realized, I was shocked, my eyes were wide opened,
the two people in front of me were playing R…Ru…Russian Roulette. Suddenly that dead body got my sight I never saw that much blood in my life and that’s why I vomited. But no one said anything to me.

Bang

That old man also died in the game of life. I saw his dead body don’t know why but there was a smile on his face. He shot himself in his head and that’s why his blood was all over there I couldn’t able to see all those things but what else I could do. An another guy lost his life. But then the worst moment of my life
came, the guy who won, asked me to sat on the chair. My hands, legs even the whole body was shaking because of fear. He shouted “Are you deaf?…come here, hurry up”. I stood up
and slowly walked towards the chair. As I sat I came to know that first turn was of me. I took the revolver in my hand, aimed it directly onto my head and thought “If I’ll try to run they will kill me so its better to kill myself, after all who will like being shoot by these bastards”.

Click

The shell was dead. I survived but I knew that it was a game of luck, my luck was good but this will not happen again.

Bang

Yeah it was a game of luck. Unfortunately the luck of the guy in front of me was not good. After I saw all those things, confidence was build up inside me. But soon this confidence
turned into overconfidence. The first turn again was of me. And again I survived, really the god was with me. But soon I started to feel uncomfortable because my opponent also survived. I again pulled the trigger but thank god, the shell was dead. There was an another guy in the basement. He came near us and changed the shells and that time I came to know that all shells were dead. After changing he told us that the gun had 3 alive and 3 dead shells. I knew that my time had came. The turn was again of me. I pulled up the trigger.

Bang

It was a nightmare. Few days back I heard some rumors about that road and that bungalow and that’s why I was seeing that nightmare. I don’t know it was a coincidence or not but my colleague warned me in the same manner that day, he warned me in the nightmare. I again ignored because all those bad intentions about those rumors was in my head. I saw that bungalow again in between of the drive and that moment I realized that those rumors were not rumors.