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Karan Iyer
@PoetBlue
Mumbai

Dabbler of the arts and macabre. Love a good scare and more so when I'm doing the scaring.
Camera Number 23
Short Published almost 3 years ago

My new job as a night security guard wasn't all that exciting. All I ever did was sit in the security room and looked at video screens showing live feeds from cameras in the basement parking.

I laughed when I heard the last guy left this cushy job because he was afraid of staying in the basement at night. It was an easy job, just keep watching the screens.

The view on the screens would automatically change every few seconds. The feed from each camera would come online, along with the camera number at the bottom of the screen.

The only weird thing was camera number 23. It would come up on screen with its view, and I could see myself. I could see myself looking at myself.

Funny, why would someone place a camera looking into the security box?

Only... when I told my supervisor about this a few days later...

I learnt there were only 22 cameras in the parking lot.

I quit my job that day.

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Karan Iyer
@PoetBlue
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Love Is In The Air
Drabble Published almost 3 years ago

"Ah! Love is in the air!" he said, staring at the couple on the park bench.

Oblivious to the world around, the young couple stole quick kisses under the silver moonlight. The girl trembled with anticipation as the young lad's hands moved up her legs to her back and around to the front.

Held in the boy's warm embrace, she looked up at the man standing behind.

"Will you do it already?" she silently mouthed.

He pulled out his knife with a grin.

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Karan Iyer
@PoetBlue
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In The Name Of Art
Drabble Published almost 3 years ago

I watched her as she changed her clothes. Her soft, bare skin aroused a desire to reach out and touch her. To run my fingers over every pore, every bump, every scar.

The door creaked as it opened.

I watched her scream as he stabbed her again and again. Blood gushing out all over her naked body onto the floor.

I watched as she dropped down, transforming from life in motion to a still painting in crimson.

He paused and grinned at the camera. "Are you enjoying the show?"

"It's a work of art," I hailed.

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Karan Iyer
@PoetBlue
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The Night Is Still Young
Drabble Published almost 3 years ago

"The night is still young," I whispered softly in her ears. She trembled and held me tight for a minute before pushing me away.

She bit her lips as she smiled. "You know I must leave now," she said.

"Does it have to be so soon?" I asked.

She stared deeply into my eyes as a tear rolled down her cheek. "I need time to bury you again before my husband returns."

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Karan Iyer
@PoetBlue
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The Monsters Won't Hurt You...
Drabble Published almost 3 years ago

She looked at him lovingly. Pinched his cheeks and admired his chubby face.

Brushing his hair back with her fingers, she kissed his forehead.

"Don't worry darling... the monsters won't hurt you now," she said, smiling as she carefully laid his head in a plastic bag.

And then went on shovelling dirt on his body.

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Karan Iyer
@PoetBlue
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