Mera ek dost hain saurabh aur hum dono hostel me reh kar noida me engineering kar rahain hain.woh bhi delhi ka hi hain,uske ghar me mother father aur ...k choti behan 19 saal ki hain jo ki DU se b.a kar rahin hain.hum loog ek dusre ke ghar aaya jaya kartein hain.diwali ki baat hain jab me uske ghar usse milne gaya to pata chala ki ghar me koi nahi tha,sirf servent thi,woh mujhe janti thi,so 15 min ke baad woh mujhe ghar par akela chod kar chali gayin,haan friends meri id hain “”.maine saurabh se. ‘Alright, here we are,’ Deacon said, sounding out of breath himself as he led them down the carpeted hall. There was a T-junction up ahead and a very long table had been laid out. ‘These are your dormitories,’ hesaid giving them another professional grin. He pulled a piece of paper from his pocket. ‘When I read out your name step forward and hand me your form. Then grab your packet off of the table. Keys to your rooms are in the envelopes with your schedules. Don’t lose them. They’re laid out. One of them clambered in beside her while the other two got in the seat behind.Jenny looked over at me apprehensively but I noticed that she didn’t seem displeased that they had followed herhere.“Are they friends of yours?” the guy operating the ride asked me. “You paying for them too?”I was about to say no when the thought suddenly struck me what might happen if the guys went on this ride with mywife too. It would be dark in there and nobody would see what they were doing with her.“Yeah,” I. 'Those suspicions obviously returned. Here's the final entry in thejournal, written on the night of the Ripper's fourth murder andRobertson's own:'The Ripper has struck again. The police have just called at my home tosummon me to the scene of yet another murder. I shall head therepresently, but first I need to call on Henry J. I have of late beenhaunted by the idea that I may have been too hasty in dismissing him as asuspect.'That was it. The last entry he ever wrote." And what did you deduce.