"Sir!" I cried out to attempt to stop professor from approaching that creature, "where are you going?" But my attempts seemed to be futile, he was not listening anymore. So, I too followed him suit and what I saw was enough of a reason for me to understand why my words were not reaching him.
At the center of that fleshless chest of that creature I saw faintly something moving. Upon a close look I realized it was a human who was eating up the heart of that demonic creature. How hypothetically beautiful scene can this me more of? A black creature of unknown attributes with a bare fleshless chest with only ribcages with a thumping heart in the middle tangled in arteries and veins, nearly of the size of 10 times that of an average adult from Netherlands. The heart, shinning like a Sapphire is being eaten by a human of all bones and skin and body of an average 8-year-old.
Thence I remember why that creature was roaring out of pain. I called for professor again and this time he looked back at me. "It's going to die!" he exclaimed. I don't know to whom he was referring to- the human in the heart chamber or the magnificent creature. To me it was the creature who seemed to be hinged on the verge of death.
And surely enough that creature fell down some moment later. We ran towards it and saw that human squirming out of the gaps between the ribcage. He looked like a filthy parasitic insect that lives of its life in the guts of living creatures and kills the host at the end eating it up. That human slumped on the ground and lost consciousness while the creature went to the eternal slumber.
We decided to throw that creature in the ocean, just from where it possibly might have come from and doing so was a bit less tough than we presumed. Because of the strength and buoyancy of the tides that was hitting its cold body we only had to apply all our strength to push that body by few some centimeters and the rest of the work was done by the its mother ocean. That creature might have weighted a lot when in the best condition but as for now we could assume that it was degraded to one third of its actual form but the creature still managed to weigh some 7-8 tons.
"He is Ramanujan, a boy from down town. Nearly a 15-year-old by this year maybe. He is one of those teenagers who was supposedly got eaten up by those blue bodies last year." Professor stated after we took that man into the house and washed him up.
"Why did the phenomenon occur early and even on different time line? Is something going to change?" I thought to myself while going over to the balcony to take a look outside. The outside by then stared to clear up. It was afternoon by then and evening was over the head to descend down. At the periphery over the ocean level I could see a faint glint of twilight from the fading away fog and dense clouds. Those uncountable numbers of blue bodies lying on the beach like stars fallen from the sky were nowhere to be seen.
At around half past seven in the evening that boy gained his conscious and just as when he was starting to hold grasp about where he was right then and he started trembling and cried mortifyingly. We tried to calm him down but doing so worsened his condition. He was not able to understand us I suppose? Those cries of terror were very overwhelming. We tried to give him water but he was neither understanding us nor were we able to understand what he was saying while all crying and shouting. The professor thus came up with tranquilizer, that was the only handiest thing there. "He may be going through a panic attack" he exclaimed. After having a dose, the patient slumbered deep. One problem settled but the thing that was puzzling us more was that the boy had blue marks on his back and on the top of that he then got a high fever that might have been induced due to trauma and the earlier panic attack.
"He will not be able to make it by the look of how he is doing." I mumbled while looking at the boy who was quivering and panting in pain and discomfort. "Professor say, if you were to be in the places of this boy right now lying here all aware of the perfect probability of the event of death to occur, what could have been your last wish?" I asked to professor. My chest felt heavy while asking him and the professor replied after a brief pause. "I don't know really. It must be painful. Painful enough for a person to loss all senses and sanity let alone the memories and thoughts to come across. But I guess why don't we contact his parents or peers or relative?" chocked up a little and continued, "Even if he is not in the right state to think of or remember the precious memories shared with them, at least he will not die on the deathbed all alone. His loved ones will remember those sweet bower memories for him." Even behind that wide and thick glasses of his I could see professor's eyes to be filled to brims just as like the Farakka Barrage all ready and set to open its gates during floods.
We then went to the down town and searched for Ramanujan's family or anyone who knew him. After a while, at the end of the daily market we finally found his family. After describing them briefly about how we found him while cautiously leaving the facts of the appearance of that creature, we rushed our way back taking them along us.
The boy was half awake and anyone at one look could say he is about to die. His parents and his little sister until the last of his salvation stayed with him and recalled all the bitter sweet moments they had together and chanted "Hari Oom. Hari Oom Hari Oom." to his ears when he took his last breath. We then cremated him on a secular area on the beach and prayed for his wellbeing and peace in his afterlife.
We paid our respect to that little boy and came back to professor's house. By then it was already midnight and of what professor and I witnessed together was still unbelievable. The professor suggested me to stay with him to stay with him until the end of the disclose of that case to which I agreed eagerly.
The whole day was over and in few hours the sun will rise. We then went to bed at half past three but neither of us was sleepy. The whole day we had not had anything but that bland Darjeeling tea that professor brewed in the morning and thus we were both hungry but in a different way. The hunger in our stomach by then had transcended into the hunger of curiosity and desperation to disclose that case.