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It's too dark to see anything from the balcony, where alangkrita was standing; holding a cigarette between her fingers and a cup of dark coffee in the other hand.

Alangkrita is working as an advertisement writer in a designing company and she is happy with her work. She lived in this apartment alone, for 2 years by now and she is quite habituated in her life style.

It wasn't a big deal for her to have a walk alone at 3am in the night. Though deep in thoughts , alangkrita noticed that it's been a little more darker than usual days. The sky was cloudy and the stars-the moon wasn't visible!

'Is there someone standing down the balcony!', she thought herself. She wasn't sure but it was kind of a strong feeling. She came downstairs to check and heard something weird in a hush tone... It was like someone was mentioning her name while singing a lullaby. She got afraid for a moment and stepped back upstairs.

As soon as she reached her room she got fainted and the next morning when she woke up, she was lying on her balcony, having the coffee mug and the cigarette there, still unfinished.

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