Black Cat
"When you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth" One fateful night, I stood on my balcony looking at the sky - there were no stars and the moon was hidden behind the dark clouds. There was a gentle breeze that blew from the north and a shiver ran down my spine as it touched my skin. From this vantage point I could see my entire neighborhood and its dark apartments- the steets were deserted and dark even though a few streetlights lit up here and there, they could hardly chase away the darkness. I looked at my watch - it was a quarter past one. A small candle in my room flickered its flame as the window curtains fluttered in the cold monsoon breeze. I hope aunty's asleep. Her arthritis has been acting up lately and the medicine can hardly
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