Sunday, July 13, 2025

The serial killer at large (759 words)

The city was abuzz with the spine-chilling stories of gory killings in different parts, mostly at night. Some daytime murders in secluded spots were reported. There was a uniform pattern behind the killings, and the instrument used was the same. The victims were mostly young men. The killer spared old men, women and children. The description of this serial killer was all hearsay as no one had seen him, and the victims were too dead to shed light on.

Rumours were afloat that he killed with a blunt instrument to the head. But no evidence was found in the vicinity. The newspapers were screaming with headlines reporting the ghastly slaughters and asking for immediate action by the police. The police were not found wanting in response, and many patrol teams were doing the rounds in different parts of the city at nights. It had been nearly a month, and more than 15 killings had taken place, with the killer still eluding the police. There was a reward of rupees one lakh to anyone helping in nabbing the culprit.

Ravi was broke. He had no job. The last rupee was spent long back, and he needed money badly. This was a godsend opportunity. He was a hefty and strong fellow and could tackle anyone on one to one basis. He ventured out, looking carefully on all sides for any suspicious character. It was dark and drizzling, with the atmosphere somewhat creepy. The night seemed perfect for the killer to come out of his den to get his prey.

 Ravi leisurely walked, alert, as the deserted road lined with big trees was empty, with not a single soul in sight. It had been three days since an incident was reported, and the whole city was waiting with bated breath for the next murder and hoped the police would catch the killer. Police were also on tenterhooks, setting up barricades at all intersections for the cars to stop. They even checked individuals who looked suspicious, sparing the well-dressed office goers.

Ravi saw a few police patrol cars whizzing past. This road was still desolate and dim with lights few and far between. Ravi had made sure that he was well armed when he went out since the day murders started happening. Still there was a slight tinge of fear as the killer managed to kill 15 unwary and unsuspecting victims. But he was well prepared for a skirmish if necessary and confident that he could not be taken by surprise. Nevertheless, he ran his hand on his side to feel the security of the weapon he had hidden to be used if necessary.

It was then he saw in the darkness a well-built, tall man enter from a side road. There were none within sight. He felt his heart was pounding hard and that he was perspiring. There was a strange feeling of tingling in his hands and legs. He did not panic, though and kept his hand on the weapon. When the man came close, he found him in a Khaki uniform of the police. He was sporting a long and bushy moustache as policemen are wont to.

Ravi heaved a sigh of relief when the khaki-clad man asked in a stentorian voice,” Hey, what are you doing on this road at this hour? Don’t you know that a mad killer is on the prowl and that people do not stir out after dusk, and if they do, they go in groups?”

Ravi laughed loudly and said, “I am fully aware. In fact, I am on the prowl to catch him to help you, inept police people.”

“You seem a reckless guy. I would call you a foolish to come like this alone, without even a walking stick in your hand to confront a known serial killer. The moment he sees you, he will make a mincemeat of you,” the khaki-clad man said with loud laughter.

“Don’t assume things. I have a weapon to protect myself. Why should I fear now when you are there by my side?” Ravi said

“That is true. Not a single patrol car is seen for nearly 30 minutes. I hear one jeep is coming behind us. Don’t you hear?” asked the khaki man.

Ravi turned around to see the jeep when he felt a sledgehammer blow fall on his head. A thousand stars exploded before he felt he was floating in darkness, and all was quiet thereafter.

The headlines in the paper the next morning screamed,” Killer active again. Sixteenth victim. Is the police sleeping?”

 

19 comments:

  1. Whoa! A nice twist in the end ! A good narration !

    Chitra

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  2. Spine-chilling. The khaki uniform didn’t protect—it deceived. Trust became the killer’s sharpest weapon.

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  3. What I like about most of the author's stories is the vivid backdrop he creates - 'it was dark and drizzling...', in this case. It literally transports the reader to the scene! Young men as targets and disuse as a policeman are hallmarks of the precipitous times we're living in!

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  4. Very good story. Ramakrishnan.

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  5. I could imagine the twist, the way you described the person “khakki uniform of the police”. Very intelligent story. Regards PKR

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  6. Yet again another thriller. The vivid description makes us feel as if we there, the disguise of the killer really unimaginable. Keep writing.

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  7. The hefty and strong built Ravi was overconfident but he was decieved by the uniform killer.Usually we read the serial killers' targets were young and beautiful young women or innocent charming children. And here is twist in narrative and writer's brilliance and imagination at its best.Pl. continue to enrich our interest and passion.

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  8. What is the motive for killing? Unless he is a lunatic, why the killer should come in Police Uniform?

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  9. Beautifully written story with suspense till the last word.
    Amazing sir

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  10. Good twist! Arvind Rajan

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  11. So Ravi wanted to be the bounty hunter and vigilante. Would have appreciated more if the author has given a reason for these killings...at least in a single sentence.

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  12. So Ravi wanted to a bounty hunter and a vigilante. Would have appreciated more If the author had given a reason for these killings.

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  13. Now well versed with your style, some of us had understood who the killer was the moment the character was introduced.. but it doesn’t take away the fact that it is a wonderful story! Vivid description of the setting as usual.

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  14. Hmm!!! Mysterious case of the fence attacking the crops. :)

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  15. Good one, engrossing, leaving us to scratch our heads, was it a real police man or not. - Meka

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  16. Oh no… tragic, to say the least. This incident takes me back to a moment years ago when I was flagged down by a group of cops—for no apparent reason. I stopped and stepped out of my car, only to find one of them, a woman seated on a bike, brazenly demanding money. Something about the situation felt off. Trusting my gut and better judgment, I firmly stated that I would pay only if a formal ticket was issued and then quickly drove off. It was only later that I realized they were impostors!

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  17. Subhashini SukumarJuly 24, 2025 at 5:47 PM

    WOW
    Awesome twist as was expecting Ravi to be the serial killer

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