|Innaya|
The drive to our home was a silent affair. I still could not get over with that mad crackling. That laughter was so akin to that of ghosts I had accidentally listened in a movie.
What kind of sick people were out there to play such kind of things in a deserted area. Anyone could get a heart attack being spooked that way.
Eshan stole glances at me from time to time. He was making sure that I was alright. Was I? Certainly, I wasn't.
I still could not forget that laughter. It reminded me of that woman my father had brought. Her laughter too resembled one I just had heard. She too would enjoy the plight of the child while she tormented me.
"Need some water?"
Eshan's voice startled me as my mind was about to dive into the past.
