Question

write a story starting from the statement " It was fark night when....... "

Answer 1

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"HIDE AND SEEK"

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It was a dark freezing night when I was returning home from a party. I was a lil drunk and so everything in front of me was doubled. I was shivering all the way as my house was below the hill and I have to pass through the hill to reach my home.
Somehow, after some time I reached my home and saw some humans on my gate. When I went a little closer to them, I saw they were a family of a dark tall husband ,a skinny wife and two children with torn clothes.

I went to them and asked them if they needed anything, and then they replied that they were on their way to their home on the hill but It was so frea.king cold outside that they decided to take refuge some where.
I felt pity on them and also they were looking pale , I agreed for them to stay in my house for this night.
They even assured me that they would return back to their home in the early morning.
"Make yourselves warm with these coats and jackets" I said and also gave them a cup full of hot soup to drink and I went sleeping on the upstairs .

Next morning left me in astonish,
As the family dissapered with leaving a letter on my table. The letter informed me that,
They left in the early morning but have took my jackets and coats with them as it was so cold still, and there was a address of uphill where they said me to come to get my jackets back.

Around 11a.m I went outside in search of the address for my jackets and coats. When I went up the hill I was inspite of searching was unable to find the address. I felt I was fooled very nicely and they stole my stuffs

Wondering for the address I saw one tiny house up in the hill. I decided to ask them for the address.
When I asked them about the address their answer left me shivering , however it was less cold outside.They informed me that the family lived in this address died in a car accident very long ago.
And they have their graves in this address right beside the top of hill. I was frea.ked out with fear.
I grabbed some courage and went to beside the hill and what I saw terrified my soul and left me frozen.
I saw,

My coats and jackets were there on their graves with a big thank you written on their graves with dark reddish blood colour.

AS IF THEY WERE PLAYING HIDE AND SEEK WITH ME

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Answer 2

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It was a dark night when I was running. It shouldn't be dark, and yet it was. All power had failed. The revolution had come. The War had begun before Christ's time, and stretched on for two millenia. Our side had seen it coming a decade ago, but it was too late.

I could hear him. He was getting closer. His dark cloak, the darkness around him, it made him look like the harbringer of death, the Reaper himself. And yet, I knew that in the end, I'm just delaying the inevitable.

I managed to hide under a holograph projector. It should take him a while to find me now. Now, I can finally take the time and think about my side's misgivings.

I now realise why it was called "The Apple of Eden". The Apple which led to Adam and Eve's downfall was the same Apple which had thrust the world into a secret war for two millenia. We tried all we could to obtain it. However, the Assassins were all a lot more skilled than us. When going against people of that skill, numbers mean moot.

We Templars managed to keep ourselves safe too. All the soldiers we lost were mere pawns, easily replaced. But now, the pawns had turned against the Kings. Took them a while to realise that we didn't care about them.

But that wasn't true. We did care. We were just so focused on the ultimate goal, that we were ready to sacrifice everything.

Its the year 2115. We were the most powerful organisation in the world! I was its leader! The King of the Templars, me! But, although I was supposed to be in charge, I proved to be a weak leader. Wise, yes, but weak. I couldn't enforce my orders. The organisation broke up into small fragments, each led by inferior minds working for petty gains. This is how all empires have ended, haven't they?

Oh no. He has found me! I'm done for!

I'm suddenly hit by a feeling which I haven't had for several years. Remorse. Instead of begging for mercy, I accepted my fate. I humbly asked him, whether he and his Creed could forgive me for all my crimes against humanity. He simply said that all he can promise is a painless death.

I resigned myself to this dismal fate. He cut my throat. As my consciousness faded away, I could feel tears falling on my face. Before everything went dark, before the War ended, before the Templars ended, I finally saw my son, missing for decades, under that dark hood.

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