‘The cartons are all done with, shall we start moving them?’, Jim asked. They were moving to a new place, away from their current home which gave them enough nightmare to last a life time. It wasn’t just some horror they experienced. Fear, bad vibe, sickness, etc.,. The times were bad for them and they wanted change. So they decided to move away from here. ‘Did you put all my books into one or randomly packed them?’ Onia asked, knowing her better half would rather want the packing to get over as soon as possible rather than spent another minute here packing. ‘You’re afraid of misplacing your books rather than moving out of here.’ ‘Fine, let’s get ready then.’ ‘Don’t worry, everything’s in place.’ ‘I’m calling the movers. You get the fragile ones and set them with the glassware I kept in the corner.’ Their stuffs were all packed. The movers were almost at the front gate. They heard a mini truck stop by their front gate. *** Doors flew open. People getting out f...