Tag: Ghosts

the tale of a blue bulb (3/4)

The two friends sat along with owner to check the plan for one last time,

“Don’t be nervous. Trust our plan, bueno ? ” said the blue-eyed one.

“Are you sure? I mean, what if the old lady has nothing in her apartment.” asked the owner.

“Guys, I know her for two freaking years. Every week a shipment comes at her address. Whenever I ask her, she always dismissed the topic with a vague answer.”

“How exactly do you know it is a vague one ?”

“ She says that her TV was broken and her son bought a new one. Next time she says that her fridge wasn’t working and her son bought a new one. As far as I can see, something is going inside her house every week.”

“Or her son could be a good man…?” asked his friend.

“Either he can or can’t be. But, isn’t she too old to break a TV or to use a fridge ‘wasn’t-working’ long? ”

“Anyway, I asked everyone to leave their apartments, to catch spirits as for your bulb-tales.” said the owner with a triumph look.”How could so many people fall for the same old trick…? Huge response for a spirit living in the bulb, eh.”

“They worship Gods and fear the Devils as well.”  said the one.

“Good people. I bet they watch a lot of horror movies.” replied the other.

Three people chose a spot from which the old woman’s house was clearly visible.

A few minutes later, a young man seems to emerge from her house. He was a heavy man with a bald head.

“Look, that’s her son.”

No one knew that the plan of blue-eyed man was initiated a few minutes earlier. The police gathered below the building,

“Oh God, Look at the ground. Police. How the hell did they know…?” asked his friend.

“It’s alright, man. Surprise part of my plan. They’re rented ones, courtesy of the owner.” continued the blue-eyed man, “Quick, follow me.”

His friend took his binoculars and looked closely at the policemen. His jail-times taught him a great deal to judge the figures. Those quick moments and the tough faces that reveal nothing but dominance. They are real ones.When he turned to express his doubts, his friend was already halfway to the old woman’s house.

When he turned his head to express his doubt, his friend was already halfway to the old woman’s house.

When he turned towards the owner, a sly-look greeted him.

“There lies no insult to choose a wise choice, Don’t you think ?” he paused to lower the voice, “Besides, the reward for the right call would be better on two halves.”

 

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the tale of a blue bulb (1/4)

“Shut up, man,” he said to his friend, “I hear you talk nonsense day long…”
They agreed to have some drinks on this weekend. After some time, alcohol took control over the topic and turned it a little personal.
“You are just a drowsy security guard. Get that into that thick skull of yours and behave…” he continued.
His blue-eyed friend didn’t say a word and the night passed away.
The other day came with an announcement of meeting the people in the apartment.
“Why is it keep happening…?” says an old woman.
“It is the third incident in a row. Not everyone will have icy feet to slip on steps, do they.?” says a young man on a casual note.
“It is you to blame for doing nothing…” pointed to the owner of the apartment, to which he said, “ I’ve checked everything….”
Blue eyed man found that an hour had passed along the hassle of words.
At a verge of silence, he said aloud.
“I know the reason.”, numerous pair of eyes stares at him.”There is a spirit in the bulb…”
He went on to say the tale of a bulb which is on the corner of the stairs. Everyone was keen at the words as they need desperate reasons.
“Shut up and go to your work.” Said the owner to him and got the attention of curious eyes “We all know about his fancy talks. We will find a solution.”

Few days passed without much notice but the ripple of mystery went along…

An old woman used the tale of a blue bulb to scare the kids from screaming around her house…

The adults advised their kids ”there is no evil”, but they never saw any proof in their heart…

Some young people placed the cameras and let them record all night in the hope of spirits…

A writer who lives in the building wrote a column about an unfortunate incident involving the blue bulb…
He knows that his work had just begun.

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