Safe House

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Locals call it “hana bari” or haunted house. It was standing alone in an isolated location. There were wild shrubs growing all around it along with tall trees.

This is it, this is the safe house, Shibu.”

Safe house! This looks like a haunted house to me.”

Look this place is isolated; not many people come here; you will be safe here Shibu.”

No front door, no window, and an empty hole for a ventilator. If police does not catch me, wild animals will. I shall be safe here, for sure.”

Front room is the façade. There is a room at the back, with some provision, for you. I shall visit from time to time. Our men are watching this place.”

Shibu looked at the wooden structure. It appeared slanted. To Shibu, the structure, with holes for door and window, appeared like a toothless emaciated witch.

Well, if you are running from the law, cannot expect a five star facility, can you?’

Reasoned Shibu,

You have to make do, with what you have got.”

Police was looking for Shibu for a political murder. His leader has asked him to go undergrond for a while, and wait for time things cool down.

Word Count : 200

This little piece of fiction was inspired by the weekly prompt challenge hosted by Sunday Photo Fiction Sep 30th, 2018, for Aspiring Writers. Thanks for reading! For other stories on the theme, look here.

Photo Credit : Susan Spaulding

5 thoughts on “Safe House

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  1. Reminds me of the saying here that ‘One cannot look a gift horse in the mouth’
    Because when you look in the horses mouth you can see the condition of the teeth and how healthy the horse really is.

    Thanks for the link.

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