The Fifth Horseman

It's not appendicitis Nurul took a long hard stare at her wallpaper. She wasn't sure when she put it up, but there was a time when she cared about interior decorating. 'How many years has it been?' She wondered. A doe-eyed constable in uniform, all those nights manning roadblocks, eyeing weary drivers, catching some or [...]

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The Fifth Horseman

It’s not an exact Science The morning ward rounds had particularly been a task that Dr Satya constantly made the attempt of avoiding, not because he didn't like doing it but rather he had done it so many times he found the dance all too prosaic, so he would usually usher his younger more junior [...]

The Fifth Horseman

Leave me alone Jenny found herself wide awake in the early hours of the morning, heart pounding, pulse-raising, and thoughts unable to settle down, just swirling a whirlwind of flashing images. At times her chest would hurt, and at times her face will flush. No! This was not that time of the month, and at [...]