Solved Murders - True Crime Stories - Mysterious Attacks on Village Teachers Blackmail, Violence, and a Dark Secret #27

Episode Date: August 2, 2025

#horrorstories #reddithorrorstories #ScaryStories #creepypasta #horrortales #villagehorror #blackmailterror #teachersinperil #darksecret #violentmystery  In a quiet village, teachers began facing terrifying attacks that shook the community to its core. Rumors of blackmail and hidden violence spread, hinting at a dark secret no one dared to confront. As fear grew, the village spiraled into paranoia, with each teacher wondering who would be next. This story reveals the twisted layers of betrayal, power, and terror hiding behind the village’s peaceful facade, and the desperate fight to uncover the truth before it’s too late.  horrorstories, reddithorrorstories, scarystories, horrorstory, creepypasta, horrortales, villagehorror, blackmailstory, violentmystery, darksecrets, teachersunderattack, sinisterplot, communityfear, mysteriousviolence, crimeandterror, hauntingstory, smalltownhorror, chillingtruth, fearandparanoia, twistedbetrayal

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We went to see VHI orthopedics. They actually picked up on her fatigue issues. So they brought in a rheumatologists, and just a few small tests, they realized that Ellie was celiac. So what was brilliant was that VHI had a pediatric dietitian ready to help manage her diet. Really felt seamless.

VHI, because your health means everything. Sheiker is a teacher at a government school in Patavala, a village near Kakhinara in East Godavari, Andhra Pradesh. He has been teaching math for five years in the same school. He holds a high reputation in the village as every year one of his students tops the state in the 10th class exams. He has also contributed to a lot of good work within the village. Sheikers' daughter, Trevante, age 23, is pursuing engineering at a college in a nearby town, 10 kilometers from the village. It was Sunday early in the morning, with the clock ticking at three. She found it difficult to sleep that day. She didn't know what it was, but something kept bugging her. She was

scrolling through her phone for some diversion. While she was added, she suddenly saw a shadow passing through her window towards the hall. She was scared. After a moment, she gathered courage and went out to check who it was. Cursing the officials for the power cut, She switched on the flashlight on her phone and went towards the hall. To her relief, it was her brother who was out for some water. Her shoulders finally relaxed, and before she could utter something, the landline beside her started ringing, scaring her again. Noticing her disturbed sister, Surath asked her to get a glass of water first.

The landline kept ringing, so he picked it up. It was from the police, asking the family to come to the hospital in the nearby city as as soon as possible. Sarath was taken aback, and before he could ask something, the call was cut. While Shravondi kept asking what happened, Sarath rushed to his parents' room to inform his father. To their shock, he was not in his room. The mother had no idea. Sarath, who was as confused and shocked as his family, gathered his senses, knowing it was on him to stay strong and calm the family down. He took his bike out and left for the hospital along with his sister and mother. A couple of police personnel outside the hospital worsened their fears.

With everything happening early in the morning, there weren't any people or workers in the hospital. Every step inside increased the fear in the family. They all could hear their hearts beating. As soon as they found blood on the floor on their way, the mother fainted. Sarath, with the help of one of the constables, lifted her and made her sit on a bench while Shravandi brought some water. Leaving their mother there, they both went towards the ICU to see their father being treated by doctors. Chravondi started crying, seeing her father in such a state, while the police explained to Sarath what had happened. Shaker was found at the outskirts of the city with his tongue cut and an envelope with cash amounting to one lack. The police brought him to the hospital after receiving a call made from Shaker's number.

They are yet to find out who made the call. The doctor said that the cut was very deep. Shaker might not be able to speak again and might need a few weeks to recover from the coma. They also found a wound on his head. As the sun's rays spread to lighten the village, the news did too, but to terrify the people. The village wasn't exposed to much crime. The people were friendly among themselves, and apart from a couple of quarrels, they lived in peace. The case was assigned to S. I. Cushy, an officer who once held a high reputation but was posted in the village. as a punishment posting after being accused of letting a murderer escape. She started with the doctors to know about the nature of the injuries. The doctors said that the unevenness in

the cut suggested the tongue was cut with a blunt knife, and it was cut from the side, not the top as usual. Whoever cut it wanted shaker to experience every bit of the pain. The hands and legs had marks which suggested they were tied down, which the constables who brought him to the hospital also reported. Everything the doctors said pointed to one thing, it was a crime of passion. But why did Shaker go to the outskirts of the village at such a time with that amount of cash? The family didn't know anything either, from what they told in the inquiry. Is it a case of blackmail, and was one lack only part of the cash involved? If so, why was he tortured like that? Why was he spared alive if the criminal hated him so much? What made Shaker, a man who

man with a very good reputation, cave into someone. What is he hiding? There were so many questions. Cushi was unable to round in on any suspects. Shaker had no major issues with anyone in the village. His phone was thoroughly checked to find any evidence of blackmail. It was a village, so there were no CCTV cameras around. The case seemed to hit a dead end. Three days later, Kushi finally got the warrant approved to search Shakers' home. Kushi knew that if there was something to be found, it should be in there. The police looked in every nook and corner of the house and made a mess of it all for nothing. They even emptied the dustbin in the hope of finding something.

Nothing helped. Kushi disappointedly asked the police to help clean and decided to leave the house. On her way out, she stepped on a crumpled piece of paper. She kicked it into the pile of dust emptied from the dust bin nearby, and suddenly something struck her mind. The paper had a postal stamp attached to it. Something felt fishy as posts aren't usual for even a village like that. She picked it up and slowly opened it, praying for something worthy to turn up. One lack.

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apply. My daughter, Ellie, had this ankle pain and we went to see VHI orthopedics. They actually picked up on her fatigue issues. So they, They brought in a rheumatologists and just a few small tests they realized that Ellie was sediac. So what was brilliant was that VHI had a pediatric dietation ready to help manage her diet. Really felt seamless. VHI, because your health means everything. Village outskirts near the temple, this Sunday sharp 1 a.m., read the card. There was also a photo of Chervanti and a boy kissing each other

inside the post. Cushi decided to keep this to herself. She asked ASI Basha to call the family for interrogation without revealing anything. Chravanti was called first, and Cushy was straight to the point. She showed her the picture and the envelope straight away. Chravonti had no words, she started crying and pleaded with Cushie not to reveal it to the family. Cushie replied that she would try her best, but she needed full cooperation with the investigation. She inquired about the boyfriend and, to cover up for Shravanti, carried out a routine investigation with Sarath and his mom. Kushi immediately asked Basha to bring in the boyfriend, Vij, to the station. Vijay, an orphan, studied in the same college as Shravanti and lived in a flat nearby the college with his friends.

When Basha reached the flat, he came to know that Vijay was absconding. His friends were not able to reach him for four days, i.e., from the day of the incident. His phone was switched off from the same date. Vijay now became a prime suspect in the case. The police, after getting all the permissions and personnel, went on a search for Vijay a couple of days later. A couple of days passed by, and it was Monday again. The police were still in search of Vijay. It was around 2.30 in the morning when Kushi's phone started ringing.

She picked up the phone, and what she heard blew her mind in her sleep. She rushed to the hospital. It was a person with a cut tongue and a head injury found at the outskirts, reported by an unknown person with the victim's phone. It was like deja vu. They even found cash of one lack nearby. The only difference was that it was a different person and a different village. Kushi knew she was into something big with this.

She went late to the station that day after a day, good sleep, as she knew she wouldn't be having much of that in the coming days. She was going through the statements of family members of the victim when Basha walked in with Veej, who was found in the town that morning. Cushi hurried Veej into the interrogation room. She learned that Vij, tired of life, had gone to Udi for some fresh air. He had switched his phone off to avoid any disturbance. His alibis checked out, and the train he boarded only arrived at the station after the incident. This brought the case back to square one. With both crimes looking so similar, Kushi assumed the modus operandi might be the same too. The second victim, Koyan, was also

a teacher in a government school in his village. While Kushi got the search warrant for Koyan's home, this time the police knew what they were looking for. They found a post in Koyan's work folder. Kushi opened it to find a picture of Koyan outside what seemed to be a brothel, with, more available, one lack, village outskirts near Temple, Sunday, 1 a.m. sharp, written on the back. Cushy was now sure that both these crimes were committed by the same person. From blackmailing teachers through posts to cutting their tongues from the side with a blunt knife, everything was just like a replica of the other. This was not just blackmail for money, as it was the second time the ransom was not taken by the perpetrator.

Cushi felt that if they could find some connection between Shaker and Coyan, they might be able to find the motive of the criminal. When they inquired with the families, they didn't know each other. Cushy wanted to dig deeper, going across the schooling, college, and other details of both. Everything was futile as they weren't able to connect both of them in any way. Cushie was frustrated. This case was her chance to get back to the top after the mishap in her earlier one, which led her here. Basha stepped in, suggesting that this could be the work of some kind of black magician, as both crimes happened near the temple of the village deity. Cushi is a very devout girl but was never a believer in superstitions.

She struck the claim off. Basha explained that while black magic might not exist, there might be some lunatics practicing it and doing these things in the process. Cushy found it reasonable. She asked Basha to thoroughly verify the crime scene. again to find anything that suggests the role of... There's so much rugby on Sports Extra from Sky, they've asked me to read the whole lad at the same speed I usually use for the legal bit at the end. Here goes.

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Search Sports Extra. their customers only. Stand up pressing applies after 12 months for the terms apply. My daughter, Ellie, had this ankle pain. We went to see VHA orthopaedics. They actually picked up on her fatigue issues. So they brought in a rheumatologists, and just a few small tests, they realised that Ellie was sediac.

So what was brilliant was that VHI had a pediatric dietitian ready to help manage her diet. Really felt seamless. VHI, because your health means, everything. A black magician. While Basha was at it, Cushi wondered why it was government teachers both times if it was by some black magician.

It couldn't be a mere coincidence. Basha returned, reporting that there were no such signs present to indicate black magic in both crime scenes. Cushi, thinking it over, asked Basha about a serial killer angle. Basha replied that there were no killings, the criminal, whoever he is, means. merely cut a tongue and even called the police immediately after the incident. Kushi said that the way their tongues were cut from the side instead of the top, and with a blunt knife,

meant the criminal wanted the victims to suffer as much as possible. These are traits of a psycho. And if he is one, he might be doing more of these. Basha was scared at the thought of a psycho. Kushi said that with only two incidents, it is really difficult to find many patterns. They should work with what they know, and do it fast. If they assume it was a psycho, here is what they know for now, the victims were

both government school teachers, so his next target might be one too. This is just an assumption, as these two might have something else in common, but their profession is what they know for now. The second thing is that both victims were blackmailed through post and were called to the village outskirts on a Monday morning. The time gap between both crimes was one week, so most probably, the next one will happen next Monday. They need to tighten the security in the village outskirts, but no one should know. They can't afford to alert the criminal. Kushi will ask for the extra personnel required for the job.

They need every village covered on this. Kushi went to the commissioner to ask for extra police personnel to carry out the operation. The commissioner didn't seem to care. With the local MP holding a rally during the weekend, the commissioner said they need to needed the personnel for security. Cushi then guilt-tripped him, saying that if anything happens, he will be to blame. The commissioner agreed to arrange the personnel for it. It was Sunday again.

The village outskirts were all guarded by police secretly. It was around 1 a.m. in the night. Cushy alerted all the personnel. An hour passed by. There was no report of any movements near any outskirts. All the shoulders of the police went down in relief. Kushi asked them to keep put until the morning, monitoring the situation. It was around 2.30 when Kushi's phone rang again.

She immediately switched her phone off to check Facebook. What she saw made her fall onto her chair. It was a live video of Mahitha, a government school teacher, cutting her tongue from the side, weeping out loud but not stopping. She called the police before doing so. It took a phone call from Basha to bring Cushi back to her senses. He asked Cushie to rest for some time, assuring her that he would handle the situation. Cushie tried to sleep, but the visuals of Mahitha weeping out loud while helplessly cutting her own tongue kept flashing before her.

She got ready and rushed to the hospital. Basha saw her coming and immediately went to her, telling her that he had the situation under control and requested her to go and get some rest before the hectic day ahead. Cushi asked Basha if the girl was okay. Basha told her she was doing fine and insisted on Cushi going back home for some rest. Tears started rolling down Cushie's eyes. Basha was quick to spot it and brought in a chair for her to settle down. Wiping her tears, she asked Basha how she could sleep after seeing what happened to that girl. How can one be so cruel?

I have seen some nasty crimes throughout my career. After the first few, I got used to them. Though I felt bad, they didn't disturb me until today when I saw that video. What about others who watch it? I am not resting until I put an end to this, said Kushi. Basha nodded and said, Ma'am, I have worked for 15 years under so many good officers and good people. You are right up there in both aspects,

and I am sure whoever is doing this will be rotting in jail for a long time. Cushi thanked Basha and asked him if the family had been informed. Basha, with a shrunk voice, told Cushy that Mahitha was an orphan. His head went down as he said that. Cushy nodded her head in disappointment. Basha asked Cushy about what the criminal had on her that made her do this. Cushie told him that they would only get to know if they got hold of the posts. She asked Basha to get the video taken down first thing in the morning.

Unfortunately, it didn't help. By the time it was taken down from Facebook, the video had already found a way to survive by crawling quickly into multiple devices in a chain. There's so much rugby on Sports Extra from Sky, they've asked me to read the whole lad at the same speed I usually use for the legal bit at the end. Here goes.

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My daughter, Ellie, had this ankle pain and we went to see VHA orthopedics. They actually picked up on her fatigue issues. So they brought in a rheumatologists and just a few small tests. They realized that Ellie was Syriac. So what was brilliant was that VHI had a pediatric dietation ready to help manage her diet

really felt seamless. VHI, because your health means everything. The video made the case, which was just some two random incidents in a remote area, become a national sensation. Cushi was summoned by the commissioner, who looked very tense when she reached his office. He asked Cushie to brief him on the case and the progress so far. Cushi explained everything in detail to him. Looking at her on top of everything, not even needing to look into files even for a minute of the details, his tension waved goodbye to him.

While he was a bit relieved, he didn't show it as he knew these goodbyes mostly have a see you soon attached. When Cushy completed the brief, he said, look, Cushy, I always believe you are a very good police officer. But due to what happened last time, you are not in a very good position. Because I believe in you, I got you a week before the CID takes over the case. Crack this, and you will be back in the game, or you will have to rot here with nothing to do all your life. Cushy thanked him and told him she wouldn't let him down, to which the commissioner replied, Don't let yourself down. Cushy actually doesn't care about her career.

She was someone who did what she felt was right in the moment, no matter the consequences. She could bear anything but not doing what she likes and feels is right. to do. All she wanted now was to put an end to this terror. Basha, meanwhile, was ready with the search warrant for Mahitha's home. She lived in a small home with a room and a kitchen. The rooms had dried blood marks all over the floor. They searched for the post but didn't find it. Basha went into the kitchen and found some ashes spread mostly near the stove. He understood what had happened. While they were going to the station, they got a call from the hospital that Shaker had come out of the coma and was in a condition to respond. Kushi and Basha immediately rushed to the hospital.

Shaker was in bed with his family and their tears around him. Kushi requested the family to stay out for some time. She sat beside him and held his hand to express her grief. Shaker immediately took his hand away. Kushi apologized, seeing his bandages around his arm due to deep cuts that happened from being tied down. Kushi hadn't observed them earlier as she was thinking about the case and how Shaker could help. While Kushi asked him, Shaker thought for a while and raised his hand, pointing towards his arm.

Kushi thought there was something in the arm, but apart from the bandaged area, it seemed pretty normal. Seeing them confused, Shaker lifted his other hand and started making signs like he was writing something, pointing towards his left hand. Cushi asked for confirmation if he was saying the criminal was left-handed, to which Shaker nodded. They went back to the station. The rest of their team, meanwhile, went through the details of posts delivered over the last two to three months to these households and, surprisingly, there were none.

Cushy was perplexed. If the posts were not delivered through the post, someone should have given them to the victims directly. Whoever was doing this was too clever to directly give it or leave a trail by giving it to someone asking them to deliver it. The only chance would be slipping them into the victim's possessions without them knowing. Not everyone has access to do that, especially to all three victims. Cushy thought this was something she could use to narrow down the search for suspects. She asked Basha if the three didn't know each other, as per their families. Shaker confirmed it too, so who was it that connected these three?

Could it be a common interest, something like a shop which all three of them go to or a newspaper they get? They needed to get their daily routines for this. As they were thinking through this, the head constable came in and marked his attendance. Cushi fumed at him for being laid on a day like this. The constable apologized and said his son had fallen off a bike last Saturday while coming from the teacher's meet, so he had to take care of a few things. Cushi and Basha looked at each other. Basha immediately asked what this teacher's meet was.

The constable told them that the district collector, disappointed with the performance of schools in the region, had arranged teacher training every Saturday near the collectorate, where the better performers helped the others in getting better. Cushy shouted, this is it. It must be happening there. She asked Basha to get the details of everyone who had been to the meeting, including the PNs and helpers, etc. Basha brought in the list in an hour.

Kushi asked to get them entered into a computer. The meetings happening on Saturday were just the perfect time for the criminal, as it left less time with the victims to even think of something. After the data got entered into the computer, Kushi became like an average Snapchat user, trying out different filters on it. She first eliminated the persons who missed any of the meetings. Basha pitched in, saying, the criminal must be someone with good strength to carry out everything this smoothly, so he couldn't

be too old. He said they should be looking for a male aged around 25 to 35. The list came down to 50 from around 120. They still had an important clue up their sleeve. They sent the list to the respective schools to round in the left-handed people from these 50. The schools sent them a list of four people. Cushi and Basha were very upbeat about their chances this time. For the first time during the entire case, they seemed to have the upper hand. Kushi and Basha went to the homes of the four teachers with a warrant and interrogated them. While a couple of them were out of town during the first incident, the other two checked out well too. Kushi had all four under secret surveillance anyway.

It was Saturday again, and Basha felt that they should get the meeting canceled to avoid giving the culprit a chance. Cushi replied, if we do that, the culprit might escape and come up with a different way to reach the victims. We should let everything be normal but should have control of the place. I have a plan for that. Basha got convinced with Cushy's plan. It was Saturday afternoon, and the teachers started coming for their training. As soon as they got in, the police sent them in a queue through the backdoor to check everything they carried with them to the meeting. Nothing was found with any of them.

The meeting went on with the police keeping an eye on everything, and the teachers were sent back one after the other. The plan didn't work. While Basha was happy that no post was passed on today, Kushi wasn't sure. They tried their best. It was Sunday night, or what had been a very dark night over the last three weeks. The police, with multiple vehicles, patrolled throughout, and the outskirts were also guarded heavily by the police.

The clock struck two, and Kushi alerted everyone. Every second passed felt like an hour. Two hours passed by, and nothing happened, at least to their knowledge. Kushi didn't want to take any chances after what happened the last time. The sun slowly rose, killing the dark night inch by inch. Still, there was no sign of any crime or even a minor irregularity. It took half a day for Kushi to even believe that they had one this time. Two days passed by, and it was like nothing had ever happened before.

The cat didn't catch the mouse, but the mouse seemed to have gone into hiding in a place where it had to starve. It was Wednesday, and maybe the mouse could not bear the starving. It came outside. It was 2.30 a.m. when a live video started on Facebook. It was Avanash, one of the left-handed guys whom the police had inquired about. out and one of the two who were in the village when the first two incidents happened. There were no viewers, given it was night, and it was a locked profile visible only to his friends. But he still started wishing the people watching.

He went on saying, I am P. Avanash, and today I am here to take responsibility for blackmailing Shaker, Koyan, and Mahitha, cutting the tongues of Shaker and Koyan, and then making Mahitha cut hers herself. I also want to clarify that what happened to them is them reaping what they sowed. Three years back, Asif, a 12-year-old, made a mistake in a math problem in his exam. His teacher slapped him so hard that he stopped there. He called him a, Ksab and said people from his religion can only become Ksabs. That teacher was Shaker.

Another 10-year-old, Deepak, had to clean his school toilet as punishment for touching his teacher by mistake. That teacher was Koyan. An eight-year-old boy was molested and tortured in school by his teacher, and he stopped going to school altogether. That teacher was Mahitha. When children come to school, teachers are expected and trusted to make them better humans. How can these people do that while they are horrible themselves? What surprised me is that the parents didn't want to complain. Anyway, speaking of horrible humans, I am much worse than these people combined.

I raped a minor girl, a girl whose parents trusted me with her tuitions. She is alive, but I took away her life from her. I only realized how horrible I am when I had a daughter of my own. That was the day I decided to do all this. I have made sure those guys won't be able to teach again. There are many more rotten people, but I have to stop here as the police have almost reached me, and I deserve more than jail time for what I did. I have kept the knife I used for cutting their tongues inside my cupboard as proof.

He picked up a knife, said he was sorry, and cut his neck. His blood flowed like a river all over the place. The morning video went viral, and people who were earlier terrified now felt happy that it happened. Basha was one of them. He was also happy that he didn't need to pull all-nighters anymore. Cushy was asked to close the case as the crime weapon was declared legitimate. Basha went to Cushi, saying finally it was done. Cushy smiled and sent the files to be signed to get the case closed.

Avanash did good by mentioning the police as a reason for stopping everything. Three months passed, and on one fine morning, Cushy, collecting the newspaper, found a post inside it. The newspaper slipped from her hand. She could feel sweat rolling down her forehead. She started trembling. gathering courage, she sat down on her sofa and started opening the post. It had a letter which read, Today 4 p.m. Dukshin Haveli, Kakinada, table number five, come alone. Cushy's blood pressure, which had hit the roof, slowly started getting normal. She was now confused about what she should do.

She knew she would be okay as it was a public place, but it was still a big risk walking into something like that. She decided to go there but asked Basha to send in a constable to monitor the place for the day. It was finally Sunday afternoon, and Kushi went to the restaurant. She was tense but put on a brave face, reaching the table sharply at the said time. The officer staying a few meters away from her was all ready to jump in if something went wrong. She sat there for five minutes, constantly tapping her foot on the floor. As she was waiting, a waiter came in with a bowl. A boyer. of lip-smacking chicken biryani and a glass of Coke. He said, these items have been ordered for you, and you have been requested to have them. Cushy, who was confused, asked the waiter

who had ordered the dish. The waiter replied, we have been asked not to speak about anything until you finish these. The response only invited anger from Cushy, who threatened him by saying she was from the police and he would be in trouble if he didn't answer her. The waiter, in a trembled voice, said, Ma'am, I want no trouble for myself. I will tell you everything, but we have also been told to inform you that if you don't finish whatever is served without questions, you will be the one at a loss.

It was said that you would understand if we say this. If you still want to go on, I comply to whatever that keeps me out of trouble. Kushi thought it over for a while and sat down to serve some biryani onto her plate while declining the waiter who leaned in to offer help. She loves biryani, but this felt more amazing. The tender chicken that melted in her mouth only made it tough not to show her adulation. She got too much into eating it that she forgot the Coke that was lying beside her. She drank it after eating, completing everything that was served.

It had been a long time since she had a meal as great. The waiter now came in and handed her a card, saying he was asked to give this after she finished. Cushy's heart skipped a beat on seeing the card with half-time and four to zero written on it. She comprehended that it was the number of victims. Her head started spinning, but she gathered herself together and asked the waiter who had sent these, adding that she wanted no bullshit this time but the answer. The waiter took her to the manager, who gave her a post. A post with money and all instructions to be followed.

A lot of thought started running in her mind as she took the post as, evidence from the restaurant. Cushi reached the station and told Basha about the card. She asked Basha to schedule a meeting with the commissioner about reopening the case. Basha asked Cushie if they had enough to reopen the case. They had all the evidence from Avanash's room, including the crime weapons. They didn't have anything solid, and reopening the case only meant panic. Cushie agreed with Basha but said they still couldn't brush this under the carpet. They needed to discuss what they should do next with the commissioner. The commissioner had his hands on his head upon hearing this.

Cushi said that reopening the case might not be plausible with what they had right now, but this should be taken seriously. The post was the modus operandi of the criminal for the three incidents they knew, except for the suicide. The elections kept Cushy busy while a month passed. It was Saturday night, and the Sarpanch of a nearby village was at a lone theater with a seat exactly in the middle reserved for him. His driver had to bear the brunt, having to spend the night in a car for most of the time. The movie didn't interest the Sarpanch much, except for some bits here and there. Half an hour into the second half of the movie, he heard a voice through his left ear. If you shout, you will be done. While he was about to

turned to see who it was, he felt something pinching his shoulder. He saw an injection pointed at his hand. His eyes widened, but he shut his mouth. This is a rare snake venom which can kill you in 40 to 45 minutes. So don't have any plans of running off. You won't make it if I inject this into you, whispered the guy in a hood sitting beside him. The Sarpanch, who had already started sweating, gasped, okay, twice in reply. The guy, continued, ask your driver to go, leaving the car here. The Sarpanch did as he said. He offered the guy to take all the money he had and leave him. The guy raised his other hand and put a finger on his lips, making a shush sound, signaling the Sarpanch to be silent. An hour passed,

with every second feeling like a minute for the Sarpanch, with no word spoken. He tried to see who the guy was, but the hood covered him well. Five minutes to the end, he heard him again. I have the antidote for this with me, so you are fine until you listen to what I say. The Sarpanch felt the needle go into his body, piercing his skin, and his heart started racing. The guy continued, as soon as the movie ends, follow me into your car. Don't try to raise your head. You are safe until you listen to me. The Sarpanch followed him to the car, and both of them got in. The guy asked the Sarpanch to take the driver's seat and told him to break the glass in the front. He then sat in the back and said, drive to the river on the back of the hospital.

Go at 50, nothing less, nothing more. The Sarpanch started driving the car as he saw a patrol vehicle coming from a distance. The kidnapper asked the Sarpanch to take care of it if required. The sight of the Sarpanch's car on a Saturday night was nothing unusual, given his habits, so the patrol didn't even care to stop the vehicle. They reached the river in about 25 minutes, and the guy gave the Sarpanch another injection, which he called the antidote.

The Sarpanch slowly lost his senses and went into sleep, begging the guy to leave him. The next thing the people of the village woke up to was the news of the Sarpanch admitted to the hospital with his tongue cut off. The end.