Mohammad Ahmad
12-16-2014, 12:03 PM
Ali went around on his gloomy face to see who was knocking on the door.
For a while, Ali was keeping on a deep sleep since the final examination had to come and he needs to study more in night's hours and maybe prolongs on reading for the dawn time.
He raised his head slightly stretching it out through the narrow gap to look over the street.
Since the dark surrounded the place so it is hardy to see a passer in that narrow corner of the street.
His room, in which he lived in, situated in the first -floor where he made it as the only place for eating, sitting, sleeping, and furthermore for reading.
It is a poor disarranged narrowed cell, it has only a small window, which its frame, being rusted and worn out by the time.
It is being a feminine voice comes through as he imagined.
The voice comes faintly as if it was shattered through the heavily noisy sound of the wind striking against the barren lofty trees.
Don't you see my brother?
The woman of a faint voice terribly asked!
I don't see him madam
Whereto are you missing him?
Hmm, yesterday we went for visiting one of our fellows who was said that he got sickness then two men came laying black fur coats and roamed twice around the house lengthily examining the place with hand- torches.
I think one of them is a friend to him and they did separately a conversation, but I am not accounted for what they said.
Here his picture, the man of a half mustache similarly looked barren from the bottom.
Yes, he is that all right!
Whilst the woman related on me the story, her face turned yellow as if she was shocked.
I turned the curtain down, switched off the light and laid my body relaxedly on the bed down thinking what had had to the scared woman if the matter is true?
Do they kill him or having a trick of a kidnapping then after several days; they phone his family to ransom him as much as the money they ask for.
Just these randomly questions came up to my mind finding the sleep hardly can touch my eyelids.
On the next day, the police find two corpses near a platform that is erected in the middle of the city but nothing of suffocation or trail of wounds seen on the bodies.
The investigation had been done as a manner to pick the fingerprint of the crime, but no police station or patrols indicated the first figure that is suspected on.
Really, the story is amazing and puts everyone in a circle of suspicions and perplexity.
After a mouth later, someone called at a midnight saying that he knew the unknown figure but no more and he shut out the call.
The secret number is 20534 and it is being for a colleague brilliant fellow who works in a central-magazine recently established after the last war has been stormed he city as a part of a civil war.
Contemplating this on my mind, I heard the muezzin shouted for the dawn- prayed, I never got sleep and as soon as, I went to the mosque, where I met many of my fellows also mentioning the incident.
After the prayer has been finished, one of them followed me closely whispering on my back—do you know the criminals; do you know the criminals?
Do you know the colleague that sharing with you on the shop of selling fresh Pepsi cola before several years?
Indeed, I know him and I was too much acquainted to him whom his name the religious Sheik Hajji Abdullah, the potteries maker such as jars, pitchers, and many other decorated things with his small son.
Now truly I remembered him, he has an enough brilliance of unparallel fellow in the city.
But what is this one's relation to a crime? Indeed, it is suspected to deal with and I shall not tell any until the investigation had to be pure and the confusion will be ended.
In this time I met another one I didn't see him for a long time, who is for years ago, a close friend to my dead father; I accompanied him to that still damp and a cooling room without asking him why he comes now, meanwhile he was absent three years ago.
The man whom I took him in hand is an old man and had comprehension information about grandfathers of all those youths yet I know including the father of the pre-mentioned religious man whose name 'Abdullah'.
When I related on him the story, said yes, it is possible.
Why is dear uncle you say "possible"?
Look, the police officers of now have not enough- experience on the fashionable cases, they only look to the morphology of things and do not look after to what thing could stimulate someone to do a crime.
Doing a crime is not only standing beyond money or robbing others, it maybe more reasons yet to think perhaps to find causes! And he was going on a relaxed smile.
A few moments and the old man went on snorting and slept while I am engaged in preparing for him another cup of coffee.
In evening, we went together to the market and there we heard another story, the police arrested tow other young people to be investigated.
After three years, suddenly when I worked on a building recently I bought I noticed something I suspected on, I saw an underground room precisely has been done and hardly to be noticed on the first sight since it was totally covered by a plastic material . I examined both inside and outside to see where to find the main entering, and after a while, I found the unseen gap then I entered down.
I saw which is incredible to be believed, I saw they used a big refrigerator where in it they tortured those victims hunting them everywhere then to put them under a minimum temperature less than – 5 c until death, therefore no trails of the crime shall be seen.
I imagine with myself how those victims suffering in this very cool temperature for three successive days then to die without seeing any help, but I had to ask myself, what do they want from this experiment?
Is it only for a personal interesting or otherwise there is another idea such as biological tests?
It is gloomy spectacle indeed which frustrated me not to going on my desire for other thing I scheduled it for future in that place.
What is to do now? I asked myself!
Most of the crime identifications had been in my mind, and it is easily to call police, but what shall I do with the building?
I had been lingered for two days to know if there is another sign related to what I discovered or rather can support the investigation but clearly nothing else I found then, in this case, I might be blamed if I not called the police.
The first fingerprint of the crime has to be clarified now; they put those still alive victims in the refrigerator and exposed them for a low temperature while they were going to examine the biological vital activities of the body endurance how it can resist.
It has been said after many researches, specialists take caring into this field, the DNA, and RNA should help them to study more about these investigations.
For a while, Ali was keeping on a deep sleep since the final examination had to come and he needs to study more in night's hours and maybe prolongs on reading for the dawn time.
He raised his head slightly stretching it out through the narrow gap to look over the street.
Since the dark surrounded the place so it is hardy to see a passer in that narrow corner of the street.
His room, in which he lived in, situated in the first -floor where he made it as the only place for eating, sitting, sleeping, and furthermore for reading.
It is a poor disarranged narrowed cell, it has only a small window, which its frame, being rusted and worn out by the time.
It is being a feminine voice comes through as he imagined.
The voice comes faintly as if it was shattered through the heavily noisy sound of the wind striking against the barren lofty trees.
Don't you see my brother?
The woman of a faint voice terribly asked!
I don't see him madam
Whereto are you missing him?
Hmm, yesterday we went for visiting one of our fellows who was said that he got sickness then two men came laying black fur coats and roamed twice around the house lengthily examining the place with hand- torches.
I think one of them is a friend to him and they did separately a conversation, but I am not accounted for what they said.
Here his picture, the man of a half mustache similarly looked barren from the bottom.
Yes, he is that all right!
Whilst the woman related on me the story, her face turned yellow as if she was shocked.
I turned the curtain down, switched off the light and laid my body relaxedly on the bed down thinking what had had to the scared woman if the matter is true?
Do they kill him or having a trick of a kidnapping then after several days; they phone his family to ransom him as much as the money they ask for.
Just these randomly questions came up to my mind finding the sleep hardly can touch my eyelids.
On the next day, the police find two corpses near a platform that is erected in the middle of the city but nothing of suffocation or trail of wounds seen on the bodies.
The investigation had been done as a manner to pick the fingerprint of the crime, but no police station or patrols indicated the first figure that is suspected on.
Really, the story is amazing and puts everyone in a circle of suspicions and perplexity.
After a mouth later, someone called at a midnight saying that he knew the unknown figure but no more and he shut out the call.
The secret number is 20534 and it is being for a colleague brilliant fellow who works in a central-magazine recently established after the last war has been stormed he city as a part of a civil war.
Contemplating this on my mind, I heard the muezzin shouted for the dawn- prayed, I never got sleep and as soon as, I went to the mosque, where I met many of my fellows also mentioning the incident.
After the prayer has been finished, one of them followed me closely whispering on my back—do you know the criminals; do you know the criminals?
Do you know the colleague that sharing with you on the shop of selling fresh Pepsi cola before several years?
Indeed, I know him and I was too much acquainted to him whom his name the religious Sheik Hajji Abdullah, the potteries maker such as jars, pitchers, and many other decorated things with his small son.
Now truly I remembered him, he has an enough brilliance of unparallel fellow in the city.
But what is this one's relation to a crime? Indeed, it is suspected to deal with and I shall not tell any until the investigation had to be pure and the confusion will be ended.
In this time I met another one I didn't see him for a long time, who is for years ago, a close friend to my dead father; I accompanied him to that still damp and a cooling room without asking him why he comes now, meanwhile he was absent three years ago.
The man whom I took him in hand is an old man and had comprehension information about grandfathers of all those youths yet I know including the father of the pre-mentioned religious man whose name 'Abdullah'.
When I related on him the story, said yes, it is possible.
Why is dear uncle you say "possible"?
Look, the police officers of now have not enough- experience on the fashionable cases, they only look to the morphology of things and do not look after to what thing could stimulate someone to do a crime.
Doing a crime is not only standing beyond money or robbing others, it maybe more reasons yet to think perhaps to find causes! And he was going on a relaxed smile.
A few moments and the old man went on snorting and slept while I am engaged in preparing for him another cup of coffee.
In evening, we went together to the market and there we heard another story, the police arrested tow other young people to be investigated.
After three years, suddenly when I worked on a building recently I bought I noticed something I suspected on, I saw an underground room precisely has been done and hardly to be noticed on the first sight since it was totally covered by a plastic material . I examined both inside and outside to see where to find the main entering, and after a while, I found the unseen gap then I entered down.
I saw which is incredible to be believed, I saw they used a big refrigerator where in it they tortured those victims hunting them everywhere then to put them under a minimum temperature less than – 5 c until death, therefore no trails of the crime shall be seen.
I imagine with myself how those victims suffering in this very cool temperature for three successive days then to die without seeing any help, but I had to ask myself, what do they want from this experiment?
Is it only for a personal interesting or otherwise there is another idea such as biological tests?
It is gloomy spectacle indeed which frustrated me not to going on my desire for other thing I scheduled it for future in that place.
What is to do now? I asked myself!
Most of the crime identifications had been in my mind, and it is easily to call police, but what shall I do with the building?
I had been lingered for two days to know if there is another sign related to what I discovered or rather can support the investigation but clearly nothing else I found then, in this case, I might be blamed if I not called the police.
The first fingerprint of the crime has to be clarified now; they put those still alive victims in the refrigerator and exposed them for a low temperature while they were going to examine the biological vital activities of the body endurance how it can resist.
It has been said after many researches, specialists take caring into this field, the DNA, and RNA should help them to study more about these investigations.