Chapter 4
An explosion tore through the central point of the fair; causing the entire people to shake left and right, leading to a little dash. The loud bangs could be heard at other sites of the fair; the blast formed a mushroom cloud and black fog spread over two kilometres from the source. What harrowing scene is happening right now is very frightening and the people at the centre point are freaking out. Everyone was screaming and running; some people were glued to a place due to the trepidation; while some just want to move out from there as soon as possible; small children horrendously hold their parents tightly; all of the rotating swings of the fair at the centre were stop; hawkers who had come to sell their products also started to run out with their trolleys; people could not understand What was happening...?......... Why did the explosion happen…?........... What caused the explosion…? ?Is it any terrorist attack…? as all these questions were running through everyone’s minds? People know about the Black Terror Group and their threats; would do something, but nobody thought about it that they may target the fair.
Afterwards, an army unit in which, fifteen to twenty men caring rifles in hand appeared on the spot, commence to handle the situation; the army officer endeavours to convince the crowd; by saying ?“it was not an attack; …………….the explosion was caused due to a major fire at a firecracker shop, ………………….were already a lot of firecrackers filled with gunpowder present……….. nothing to fear, the fire has been quenched by Fire Extinguisher Team, all is safe…………………. There is no major mishap………Everyone should calm down and maintain peace otherwise it may lead to a stampede.”
Auricular confirmation by an army officer, everyone breath peacefully within ten to fifteen minutes people get normal and back into their relevant work, thinking as everything is in control now.
Jiya stood in a corner with other people, as her obfuscation get down, she placed her right hand on her heart heave a sigh of relief by listening to the statement of the army officer, “Thank God…………… it's just was firecrackers not any bomb………… otherwise I get a heart attack …………… if I meet another terrorist encounter……” she said in her subconscious mind.
Jiya holds herself by placing her right hand on her breathe at the same time as she tried to move up her left hand and in the next second her brow gets lower her nose wrinkle, and her cheek and upper lip raises a sob to come out from her mouth as in pain; her attention went to her injuries on the forearm, as their bruises and upper skin get ripped deeply and blood is flowing; hurriedly she takes out her bandana from her backpack and wrapped around her forearm.
All of sudden, she reminiscences all the moments that happened a few minutes ago; how she flounders on terrain due to savage force because of bumping into a Hulk-like man; his face, an intense look in his eyes then his smile, his gesture for help, the blast sound and in next moment he ran away …………….. Why…………. don't know?......... maybe he was terrified like other people in the fair! ……………terrified……… really………. Is he terrified? …. ... many opinions about a Hulk-like man started to form in her mind; a frown expresses on her face……….. How did a young, rough, and tough-looking man had 6 feet height and a muscular build body like hulk get terrified?............. is he a sissy…….?... As she mused about him, a sharp shooting pain feels in her wound area; she pondered if she would not get treated, then definitely it will be infected.
Jiya reasoning; if the authority has been arranged such a huge and substantial fair then surely there will be a medical emergency camp or something, in that case, chances of availability of first aid kit there; so get to apply an ointment or antiseptic on her wound. ?Thinking this she tried to seek out a first aid tent in all directions of the fair.
Jiya's search came to end at what time, she finally stands in front of a steel frame large tent that had a first aid sign; called out for help in a soft tone but didn't get any answer from inside the tent; conclude to get in as she did not receive a response from other side and also the sensation of burning and itching begun on her wound area.
As she set foot in the first aid tent, no one was present, only one small wooden desk, a single wooden chair, and two to three racks for medicines and first aid essentials like a liquid antiseptic bottle, boxes of adhesive bandages and crepe bandage, dressing cloth bundles, ?cotton balls, and Q-tips, antiseptic cream, ?ointment cream, safety pins, tweezers, scissors, pain killers tablets, pain relief spray and two to three boxes of N-95 and N-99 masks with other some basic essential medicine boxes; but her eyes caught by four large size black cylindrical bag placed under the wooden desk.
“What was there in those large bags?........... may be some medical essentials…?” her subconscious said. Jiya doesn’t pay more attention to it.
Jiya is a final year medical student very well known, for what to do.......instantly, she took out a liquid antiseptic bottle, clean the dirt from the wound with small cotton balls then apply an ointment and dressed it.
When jiya is just about to leave the tent; In a flash, a young-looking girl at age twenty-four or twenty-five enters the tent, the girl's sudden appearance in front of jiya makes her little stun, but ?Jiya thought maybe this girl is a medical accountable here.
“ I am sorry………... I came in without permission………. But…I…got some injury on my left-hand forearm……… and it's started burning and itching……… so for the medical care……… I came here………… actually….I also call for help……. But…….. nobody answers me………. so I get in applied dressing on my wound…….. I am sorry for my behaviour.”, Jiya explained to her in a soft and sweet tone.
The girl doesn't give any reaction to Jiya's confession; she was looking in total distress, her eyes open widely, as sweat was dripping down from her temple too much and her breathing was so quicker like she had just come from a marathon. But one thing, Jiya also notice was that the woman standing in front of her and Jiya wearing the same type and colour clothes.
Jiya does not understand the woman's mental state……. “Why is she looking so anxious?.......... If she had some problem or she gets hurt by something ?....” Jiya murmur herself and tilted her head quizzically.
“ She runs towards the first aid tent…………. maybe she is in …?” a voice in a loud and hard tone roaring from outside the tent.
Hearing these words,? the girl's eyebrows raise and pulled together, upper eyelids pulled up while lower eyelids tense, her jaw dropped, mouth open and lips stretched horizontally backward as she frightened; she tried to flee hurriedly in this process to run forward, ?the girl pushed? Jiya with so much harsh force as Jiya lose her balance, fall to her left side and her forehead hit the corner of the wooden desk; a strange gasp escaped from her lips, her body started losing its sensation and black spot dancing in front of her eyes.
“That is she………….. we catch her…..”, a husky voice she heard before darkness consumed her.
“Ahhhhh….. my head….”, Jiya whispered in pain as she back her consciousness; the sight of her was still blurred, she blinked her eyelids serval times, trying to fix her iris, ?a frowning form on her face as she caressed her forehead side with her right hand which hit by the corner of a wooden desk in first aid tent.
when Jiya gets in her full sense, her breath hitched and her throat clogged as soon as she saw a vision in front of her eyes, a dark hushed room in which four corners were barely lighted, the silence is spread all over the room that expecting her breath nothing could be heard, there is a medium-sized table, two wooden chairs from one of which she is sitting, and a yellow colour bulb was hanging in the middle of the roof, the only metal door at her left side corner was closed, there is no any single window in the whole room.
However, all the colour drained from Jiya's face, when she noticed her both hands were tied with a metal thick chain to the arm of her sitting chair.
“Help…Help…. Please…… Help me…….Is anybody here………… Please…..Help me…” Jiya shout at top of her lungs, Her heart was drumming in her ribcage. ??
?But no one comes, her struggles do not die as she tried to move with the chair resulting in collapsing with the chair, a scream escaped from her as she falls on the floor so viciously, although she continues her scream and struggle in her lying position.
Jiya's brain was stupefied as lots of questions rushed into her mind.
“Where is? I am, now?............... Which place is this?................. Why I am here? …………………….. How long? I was here?.................. Am I got Kidnapped?...................no…no…no..no. God ..Please..”, ??Jiya was shaking as adrenaline rushed into her body.
A while Jiya flinch when the closed metal door opened abruptly with a thud sound as the door hit the wall with so much force.
Jiya get numb after she looked up, a tall man appeared at the door, and his face cannot see by Jiya because of the darkness as he stands in the corner where no light was reached.
“How could you do that…?”…., taking steps by steps to come near Jiya, he said in a husky voice giving stress to every word.
Jiya was motionless on the floor tied with a chair, He stopped his step after coming near Jiya. “you don’t feel any regret of your action?” while saying this he bent down on his knee and sat down in front of Jiya.
Jiya was shocked as her eyes widened since light touched the man's face, a clear vision of his face was seen.
Jiya immediately recognized him, “He is the same man………The Hulk-like man...!...".