The scream stopped suddenly as the iron rod smashed her skull. She was now just a lifeless meat, her skin turning whiter every minute.

Sheetal was adopted by her uncle after she lost her parents. But the adoption was triggered more for the money she had inherited rather than love. The uncle could execute his plan perfectly.

He now dragged the body and threw it into that dark pit before filling it up with mud. He smiled. He knew he was going to be rich soon.

He cleaned the floor and washed his hands before jumping on to his bed.

Just then he saw a shadow and a gawky, icy white, cloud like figure standing near the door.

He was horrified.

‘I am back, Uncle.’ she said and slowly moved towards him.

The police took a long time to assemble his body parts when they arrived, the next day.