SKYFALL (200 words)
By Neel Anil Panicker
Inspector Ranjeet jabbed his way past the mid-afternoon crowd of onlookers.
The sight that greeted him sent him into a tizzy.
Blood and brains lay splattered on the concrete floors, a mere two feet from the 5-star hotel entrance.
It was a girl, not over twenty; her lifeless body, clothed in jeans and grey jacket; her face staring into the skies.
“She came from above, minutes ago”.
He turned around.
‘You, what do you know?’
A short man in a guard’s uniform that had seen better days stepped forward.
His pockmarked face was lit up in a toothless grin.
“Sir, I am the hotel security guard. Name’s Andrew… was standing here…by the door…heard a loud thud. Looked just in time to see her swoop down”.
“Nothing, she just seemed to be a in a hurry…I guess”.
The cop let that pass. Had seen enough crackpots in his lifetime.
“Lead me to the reception”, he scowled, stepping forward.
At that instant, he heard a loud thud. He turned around just in time to see the fine concrete slabs one more time turn red. The culprit this time: a young man.
He rushed in muttering, ‘It’s raining bodies on Valentine’s’.
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