Fourth Floor

“It’s getting scarier!” “Yeah! There are already three records of suicide in this University.” “Look at him! Oh no! I can’t even look at his bloody body!” “It’s so high up there and certainly no chance of living after you jumped there from that fourth floor building.” She tries to cover her ears. She did not intend to overhear those talks about this dead guy lying on the floor surrounded by the clueless and aghast students. His lifeless bloody features and wide opened eyes make him look more horrible. He’s dead. Of course dead it is. She lifts her left hand to see her wristwatch. 4:01 pm This guy who jumped from that fourth floor is the third victim. Who’s next? She asked herself. Nobody should be next. She answered her own thoughts. She looked up and stares at fourth floor building. Now is not the time to have such dreadful thoughts. She convinced herself that she will find out the mystery behind that fourth floor. ‘No particular ghost has something to do with this.’ She said to herself as she walks away. Ambulance and loud crowd invades now the crime scene. I’ll catch whoever you are and if I won’t… Somebody will.