As I walked past this building I could hear a small stream in the distance. The stream was about twenty yards beyond a locked shed with a small flue i... its roof. Looking inside the one small window, I saw a generator and fuel barrows. Thus was stored the gas for the power sports and a generator for emergencies.Someone had thought of everything. The place was an isolated world unto itself. It was apparently ready for any eventuality. The stream was small and shallow. I thought too small for fish. “Generally it is clean, but there is a lot of dust. You won’t be needing your sweeper. There is a duster in there. Should you need me, I’ll be in the kitchen. Don’t be afraid to walk into the rooms. They all need dusting.”The cleaning took two minutes. Hardly any dust. She ate every morsel of the curried lamb the servant cooked for her. She expected to eat outside. Instead she ate at the kitchen table. The portions were large, and Fatima sighed heavily mid way through the plate.“How is it?”. Lorna looked at Lann and opened a drawer. She brought out a small stone carving of a being that was most definitely not human. “Hold out your hand girl,” she said. Kaara saw what the figure was and knew what it meant. It was an idol to the goddess of truth. If she held that, she could be compelled to tell the truth. “Don’t play dumb girl, you know what this is, now hold out your hand.” Lorna knew it was simply a truth enchantment on the carving, but the theatrics helped the stone to work more. I used to live in Vasant Kunj, Delhi and one of my friends Shefali, who lives in defense colony invited me for a party at their neighbor’s house. It was a late night party. My parents usually won’t allow such parties. So, I had to make a story that I would be going for my friend’s place for combined study and would spend the night there. Another one of our friend Seema was also joining us in the evening I packed up my things for the party and reached my friends home in the afternoon. We three.