That face - Bhagyashree Tamrakar 02-17-11 That man That Man...

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Bhagyashree Tamrakar 02-17-11 That man “That Man” That face! It haunts me night and day. That nervous yet proud face. That evil grin. I wish I could forget the look on his face. It was a normal morning shift at the station when we were sent on the field to respond to a suspicious call. It was still dark and the neighborhood was a shabby one. The house looked old and eerie. We knocked on the door and there he stood before us. At the first glance, he was completely normal. Tall, well built and fairly good looking for a man of his age. We told him the reason we were in the house so early in the morning. Carefully explaining that the neighbors had heard a shriek last night and we were there to check if everything was alright. He smiled,” Oh! That must be me. I had a bad dream last night.” We asked him about the old man he was taking care of and found out that he was abroad. As I entered the house I scanned the area for any sign of foul play. Everything was in good order. It was sparkling neat, a bit too neat for a house without a woman. He took us around the house,
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