Chapter Two

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Duniya slammed into the cubicle door and it crashed open throwing her against the commode. Her head banged on the cool, hard ceramic and stars danced in front of her eyes. She blinked, trying to dislodge the pain.

Raga appeared in the doorway.

She felt a giggle build up in her. You look funny; she wanted to laugh at him.

There was something wrong with that thought!

She frowned, trying to slide up the commode to her feet.

Raga reached down and yanked her up by her tee shirt front. The fabric tore as he brought her face close to his.

'It's not true, what you say about Rosha.' He croaked, his colourless eyes teeming with madness. 'I. Never. Touched. Her!'

Duniya knew she should just shut up. Her head ached much more than it did in the morning and her right eye was drooping where Raga had punched her.

'She was always with you and then she fell for my brother. You knew you were no competition and suddenly, she died!' She ignored the tears that were pooling in Raga's eyes. 'You killed her! Everyone says so.'

Raga threw back his head and roared.

He picked Duniya up and threw her over his head. She flew out of the cubicle and collided against the cool, tiled wall. Duniya felt warm blood heave down on her eyelashes as she slumped back against the wall, wondering what had just happened to her.

"I loved Rosha!" Raga was screaming somewhere, his sobs ringing around the walls of the toilet. "Dinusha was my best friend. You are all wrong!"

Duniya crawled away blindly. She tried to get away from the sound of Raga's agony. She felt a strong handle and pulled it with both her hands, trying to get herself up.

It's the fuse-box! She found herself thinking. Her instincts started yelling at her in agonized tones. Get away from it, get away from it now!

This is not good!

Why?

Her instincts had her backpedal away from the wall but Raga was already standing over her. He pulled her up by her hair and crushed her face against the fuse box. The tiny plastic covers scratched her cheeks.

"You have no idea what you're saying!" She felt Raga's ragged breath in her ear. "You don't know who Dinusha is!"

Duniya pushed her palms against the wall and tried to push back. Raga must have noticed because he yanked her hands behind her back and crushed them between their bodies. He pushed her face deeper, until the fuse clips started to feel like they were part of her face.

Duniya couldn't breathe.

She struggled, aware of a part of her that was planning something horrifying.

What the heck is going on?

"I'm going to destroy you here today," hissed Raga. "I'm going to kill you. I'm going to pay Dinusha back for what he did to me."

Duniya struggled, frightened of the images that were forming in her mind than Raga and his threats.

Then she felt it.

Sparks of electricity were winding their way around her face, gently caressing her injured cheeks. She tried to open her eyes and see, try to see and understand.

Stop. What's going on? Stop!

"Then I'm going to find your bastard brother," Raga was laughing now. "And I'm going to kill him too!"

"NO!"

Duniya's head ripped from the fuse-box as she roared in unnatural rage.

The current obeyed her, surging out of the broken fuses into her body, raising her hair on end and crackling through her clothes like they were alive. Duniya clawed the air, her mouth open and her eyes flashing out in two, angry, ocean coloured beams.

Raga was thrown off her and pitched into the air. He hit the ceiling and then the floor, lying very still as a blossom of blood pooled underneath him.

His mates watched the spectacle in typical Sri Lankan curiosity until it occurred to them too late that they should run. They got as far as the end of the corridor when the electric surge overtook them, frying them both in an instant.

Duniya woke up among the charred debris of the third floor corridor without a single sign of burns. A ring of firefighters stood around her, fear colouring their accusing eyes.

She wondered what had happened.

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