The
three siblings huddled close in the bushes as they stared at the
river.
"Hmh!
Does not look haunted to me" said Myna. He was the eldest. He
was ten.
Seri,
the middle sibling, shuddered a little and said "I feel weird.
Perhaps we should go back to the hotel before Dad and Mom miss us."
"You
are just scared, Seri. Admit it!" said Azh, the youngest.
"Yes"
said Myna. "We told you this was not for girls. You insisted on
being here.”
"Right"
Azh joined in. "We had to let you join us because you said you
were going to tell on us if we did not let you. So just keep quiet."
The
three of them stared at the river in silence for a few seconds. Seri
held tightly onto branches of the bush.
"Yuck!"
said Myna, "This river is not haunted. Let's go back to the
hotel."
"Good"
Seri said. She turned to go back to the hotel.
Azh
said "First, let's go down there and splash about a little. Look
how shallow and narrow it is."
"Good
idea" said Myna. "Race you to down there." The two of
them ran out of the bushes down the grassy bank to the narrow stream
of water.
Seri
hesitated for a second before dashing down after them. She could not
go back to the hotel by herself. Dad and Mom had said the three of
them were always to stay together. What would she tell them when they
asked her why she was by herself?
The
boys did not hesitate when they reached the water. They stepped right
into the river and kicked water about.
"Our
backyard has more water than this after it rains" said Myna. He
picked up a shiny small stone from the shallow stream and threw it
downriver.
Azh
turned quickly to Seri and said "Boo!" Seri jumped, letting
out a scream. Azh laughed at her and stomped about in the water in
riotous fun.
"Nice
going, Azh" Myna said. "Make Seri scream so that somebody
will hear her and come down here and ask us what we are doing here.
Just stop it."
"Yes. Stop it!" Seri yelled at Azh,
kicking water in his direction.
In
an instant the tiny narrow stream turned into a deep roaring river
that swept all three of them off their feet.
They
found themselves submerged and being swept along. They screamed and
thrashed and flailed about. They had to stop screaming because when
they opened their mouths, they swallowed water.
Myna
saw a huge ugly alligator swimming towards him. Or maybe it was a
crocodile. He knew there was a difference between an alligator and a
crocodile. Right now he was too frightened to think about what the
difference was. He ran. He found himself running underwater along the
river bed. The beast caught him in its jaws and began to chew on him.
Seri
dived out of the way of an ugly hippopotamus that snapped its jaws at
her. Her long jeans snagged on one of the hippo's teeth. She was
dragged along underwater on the riverbed. The hippopotamus kept
trying to swing her up into its mouth. It failed each time because
each time Seri kicked against the hippo’s gigantic unbrushed
and unflossed teeth, to catapult herself out of its cavernous smelly
mouth.
Seri
dug her fingers into the soft sand of the riverbed as she was dragged
along. This made it difficult for the big fat hippopotamus to swing
her about. She was aware she was being silly when she could not help
herself from reaching out to clutch at the shiny stones floating up
from the river bed from where her dragging fingers were digging them
up. She was certain those shiny stones were diamonds, if not alluvial
gold bits.
She
saw Myna's terrified eyes as he was sucked into the alligator's
mouth. He was holding onto and pounding its tongue and trying to
climb out. She felt bad for thinking the alligator looked as if it
was smiling as its long jaws chomped on poor Myna.
Azh
was also deep underwater. He was completely encircled by the eight
tentacles of a gigantic multicoloured octopus. It didn't seem to know
what to do with him. While seven of its tentacles were coiled tightly
around him the eighth tentacle was playing with his hair. His hair
was being floated upwards by the river water and looked like river
weeds.
The
octopus was fascinated that Azh's hair was waving about straight up
in the water. Seri felt really guilty when she felt like laughing at
the sight of the octopus looking puzzled at Azh's slowly upward
floating-waving hair.
Each
time Azh's struggling got him a little free of the grip of the seven
tentacles coiled around him, one of the seven would uncoil itself to
push him back down from the top of his head. All the while the eighth
tentacle was having fun playing with his upward floating-waving hair.
A
loud voice said "Hey, kids. What's up?"
The
river disappeared instantly. The three of them were on their bellies
on the grass frantically squirming about. They stopped and jumped up
at the sound of the official voice.
There
was a police officer standing a little way off, smiling at them.
He
was in full uniform. His police cap was in the hand that was
scratching his head in puzzlement as he looked at the three children
romping on the grass.
All
three of them felt embarrassed. They were a little disoriented, too,
because they noticed their clothes were utterly dry.
"Uh,
nothing, officer" blurted Myna. "We were just, uh, just,
uh, you know--."
"Laughing!"
piped up Seri, nervously. "Azh here said something funny and we
were rolling on the ground laughing. Azh says some really funny
things all the time. Right, Azh?"
"Yes.
Yes." mumbled Azh, not knowing what else to say. "Everybody
says I'm the funny one in the family, officer."
Azh
was trying hard to not squirm. There was something small and wet and
slimy wriggling down his back under his shirt.
"Well,
all right, then" said the police officer. He laughed as he
continued "Children should not be around here without their
parents. People say this place is haunted." He winked at them.
"Yes,
sir" said Seri, forcing her lips into a smile. "Come on,
you two, let's get back to the hotel."
She
took off at a run. Azh and Myna sprinted after her, without
hesitation. The three of them did not look back as they ran as fast
as they could.
Had
they looked back they would have seen the police officer slowly morph
into a turtle, and waddle into the narrow shallow stream that
appeared out of nowhere.
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