Sifa was slightly annoyed to see Tafeef in front of her chamber so early in the morning. She quietly entered her chamber and called Tafeef to come in. Tafeef entered the room and looked at Sifa with a dry face, and sat down heavily in the chair.
Sifa, controlling her annoyance, said, "Why are you here so early in the morning?"
"Dr. believe me, these incidents are not hallucinations. Yesterday, on my way back from your chamber, I talked about this with a religious scholar. He assured me that he would let me know later. But last night…" Tafeef stopped talking mid-sentence suddenly as if he was terrified.
Sifa frowned and asked, "Last night what?"
Tafeef continued "Last night, his severed head was floating in my dining room. I couldn't control myself after seeing this, left the house, and spent the whole night on the street. As soon as morning came, I came to inform you."
Sifa was becoming increasingly annoyed by Tafeef 's absurd stories. She thought Tafeef was wasting her time by making up stories. She decided not to tolerate this anymore. She had already neglected her eating, sleeping, and everything else due to this case. But the boy was deliberately telling her fake stories. Thinking this, Sifa angrily said "Look here Mr. Tafeef, I have suggested as much as I can after hearing your complex problems. Now I'm feeling really annoyed. I'm not interested in listening to your fabricated stories. If you really think these are some kind of paranormal activity, you should talk to a good religious scholar or exorcist. I'm a psychologist, not a tantric who will agree to these fabricated stories or help you. I hope you understand what I'm saying. Therefore, I would be happy if you don't come to my chamber again with these matters. You can leave now."
Hearing Sifa's words, Tafeef 's expression didn't change. Perhaps he was mentally prepared for this. He took out the yellow envelope from his pocket, placed it in front of Dr. Sifa, and quietly left the chamber.
Sifa felt a little relieved seeing Tafeef leave. These incidents had been constantly bothering her for the past few days, making her very restless.
Tafeef entered his house with a lot of hesitation. He thought the situation in his room would be the same as last night. But no, everything was normal. Now he himself started to think if he had seen a nightmare last night.
He needed to relax himself from all this. These were just ordinary illusions, nothing else. Thinking everything was normal, he comforted himself and entered the shower. He hadn't done anything properly in the past few days due to stress.
From now on, he would live normally and everything would be fine. No bad thoughts would come to his mind.
After showering, he started cooking. Tafeef didn't care much about cooking when his aunt was around.
Hanging out with friends, traveling, and managing his small business was part of his daily life. Suddenly, his life had become chaotic.
Sifa felt a little remorseful. The boy was her patient, and as he was mentally disturbed, she should have built a friendly relationship with him and helped him get rid of these beliefs. But she couldn't control her anger and said whatever came to her mind.
Lying in bed, Sifa picked up the phone after tossing and turning for a long time. She called Tafeef 's number several times but got no response.
Disappointed, she put down the phone. As she was about to turn off the lights and go to sleep, she noticed a few people standing near her window. She couldn't see who they were in the dark, but she saw the clear reflections.
She got up, and pulled aside the window curtain, but couldn't see anyone. She closed the window, returned to her bed, and laid down.
Thinking about the boy's problems, she started to have mental problems herself. She needed enough rest. Thinking this, Sifa turned off the lights and went to sleep.
Tafeef 's eyes kept closing due to sleepiness. He hadn't been able to sleep for 3 nights. After taking a shower today, sleep seemed to grip him even tighter. He couldn't keep his eyes open no matter what.
Tafeef had accepted everything normally, so now he had no problem sleeping. As soon as he lay down, he started to think again that, if he would wake up from his sleep and see something bad. He immediately scolded himself, these were just his mind's mistakes, his delusions. Such things don't exist in reality and can't happen in real life.
Tafeef shook everything off his head and fell asleep. The sea of sleepiness seemed to drown him in it's depths.
Suddenly, Tafeef felt extremely cold. It felt like he was lying on a block of ice. He opened his half-closed eyes to understand what was happening!
When he opened his eyes, he saw that it was already dawn. He sat up and when he fully opened his eyes, he saw that he was naked again. The T-shirt and trousers were scattered around the room. He felt his heart pounding with fear.
He was sure he would see another girl's death today. Who would die today? Whose body would he have to see?
Looking around, he looked up and saw a half-naked girl's body floating in the void. Her open hair was scattered in front of her face.
Tafeef took two steps back in fear. It was Dr. Sifa. How did she come here? And who killed her?
Tafeef sat in a corner of the room in fear and anxiety. The body was still floating in the air. After a while, the body would disappear, and even after searching the whole house, the body would not be found.
Now Tafeef didn't know who to tell about Miss. Sifa's death. Who would believe him? He picked up the phone and thought for a moment about informing the police. But by the time the police arrived, the body would disappear, and if the police believed him, he might be considered as Sifa's murderer.
Tafeef was surprised to see 5 missed calls from Miss. Sifa on the phone screen. Why had Miss. Sifa called him in the middle of the night? Had she found out something about this? And had she been killed for this very reason? Everything was becoming tangled, and in the meantime, Miss. Sifa's body disappeared.
Tafeef got ready and went out of the house. The news of Sifa's disappearance had spread throughout the city. The police, facing strict statements from Sifa's father, launched a campaign to rescue Sifa.
Tafeef started to feel very scared. If the police tracked Sifa's number, Tafeef would face serious consequences.
He could spend his whole life in jail without doing anything.
With this fear, Tafeef hid himself in the middle of the four walls of his room. Whatever happened, he would not leave the house.
He still couldn't understand why this was happening to him!
After two to three days of this incident, someone rang the doorbell at Tafeef 's house. Tafeef jumped up, thinking that the police might have found out everything and had come to arrest him.
He quietly got up.
This couldn't go on. He would serve jail time for his entire life, but he wanted freedom from all this. Finally, he decided to surrender to the police.
The doorbell kept ringing continuously. He came forward and opened the door, only to be surprised.
Sifa herself was standing in front of him.