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Monday morning.
A dark room.
In the corner, the lights of the printer were on. There were papers lying on the floor.
Aravind, a middle aged man walked in to the room. He accidently touched the computer mouse and the computer which was on sleep mode restarted.
He saw a word file with the title Death Note, opened in the computer. He rushed towards the switchboard on his left and turned the lights on. He saw his daughter sleeping on the bed. He walked towards the bed, near the window; where his sweet little daughter was sleeping. She was sleeping like a dead pig hanging by the meat hook. She had covered her face with the bedsheet.
Arvind tapped at the shoulders and said 'Nina.. Wake up. It's already nine. You'll be late for job. "
Arvind continued calling her. His voice went form low to loud, taps turned to pushes but, she continued sleeping. Arvind lost all his patience, he pulled the bed sheet off her body, to find his sweet little daughter's hands covered in blood. She had cut her veins and tried to kill herself.
A dark room.
In the corner, the lights of the printer were on. There were papers lying on the floor.
Aravind, a middle aged man walked in to the room. He accidently touched the computer mouse and the computer which was on sleep mode restarted.
He saw a word file with the title Death Note, opened in the computer. He rushed towards the switchboard on his left and turned the lights on. He saw his daughter sleeping on the bed. He walked towards the bed, near the window; where his sweet little daughter was sleeping. She was sleeping like a dead pig hanging by the meat hook. She had covered her face with the bedsheet.
Arvind tapped at the shoulders and said 'Nina.. Wake up. It's already nine. You'll be late for job. "
Arvind continued calling her. His voice went form low to loud, taps turned to pushes but, she continued sleeping. Arvind lost all his patience, he pulled the bed sheet off her body, to find his sweet little daughter's hands covered in blood. She had cut her veins and tried to kill herself.
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