When Aryan opened his eyes, he saw the girl sitting under the bed, smiling at him. Sawan found this scene so strange that he burst out laughing. He got up from the bed and went straight to the kitchen.
Sawan picked up a knife and began chopping vegetables. The girl tiptoed to the kitchen and, hiding behind the door, stared at him. Sawan glanced at him as he cut tomatoes. There was a strange sense of fear and curiosity in the girl's eyes.
Sawan beckoned her closer, "Come here...
The girl came timidly closer. Sawan began to show him how to cook. Then Sawan noticed the girl's wounds, which he had inflicted on her. A cold smile appeared on Sawan's face. He took out bandages and medicines from the drawer.
Come here, let me bandage them first; food will be prepared later," Sawan said. They both sat down on the floor. Sawan carefully began to apply ointment to her wounds. The girl was staring intently at Sawan. Sawan felt her gaze was intense.
Suddenly, the girl pushed Sawan, causing him to fall to the floor. She climbed on top of Sawan again and began kissing him. Sawan tried to stop her, saying, "Let me apply the medicine to the wound..." But the girl seemed possessed by some kind of obsession. She resumed the same routine she had done the previous night.
An hour later
The room was silent. Sawan finished his work and began to examine the girl's injuries again. He saw that her entire body was covered in wounds. Sawan told her,
Take off all your clothes.
When she did, Sawan realized how severely he had tortured her. He slowly began applying bandages to her entire body.
Then suddenly... 'Ding-dong'... the doorbell rang.
Sawan froze. He adjusted his clothes and went to open the door. A delivery boy was standing outside.
Sir, your parcel,
the delivery boy said, handing over a package.
Saavan was puzzled. He took the package and thought, "I didn't order anything, so who sent this delivery?
Saavan looked at the package.
Aryan sets the parcel aside without opening it and approaches the girl. He gestures her towards the kitchen.
"Come on, your bandage is done. Now come with me to the kitchen. I'll teach you how to cook. From now on, I won't be cooking every day, so you'll have to learn," Aryan said flatly.
The girl followed him like a shadow, without saying a word. An hour later, they cooked together and sat at the same table to eat. As he ate, Aryan had only one thought on his mind:
I've lost my job, now I have to find a new place. Staying here for long isn't without danger."
After finishing his meal, Aryan went to the same old torture room. The severed heads on the table stared at him. Aryan remembered that he had tortured this girl in this very room, but now the scene had changed. He felt that it was time to dispose of all this 'evidence'.
"I have to get them all out of here now. I have to leave this city," Aryan muttered.
The scene shifts. It's 1 a.m. There's silence all around. Aryan stuffed all the severed heads into a large black bag. The bag was heavy and smelled faintly of blood.
Aryan reached the door and turned to the girl, saying very seriously,
Do not open the door under any circumstances. Keep it locked from the inside until I return and call. No matter who comes, don't make a sound.
The girl just looked at him with wide eyes, as if she understood. Aryan slung the bag over his shoulder and walked out, and the heavy door closed with a click.