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07May/17

I FOUND A FULL CABINET OF MEDICINE (story)

Hurriedly, I strode to the door and wafted my fingers through the wind to clutch its handle. It was locked, and for a moment I thought all was lost. Devastated, I dropped my gaze and caught sight of an old latch immersed in decades of corrosion. With a prudent grasp, I gave it a deft pull to release the lock, and felt a wave of delight rasping through my spine as the metal door came open with my nudge. Then with tip-toe-footfalls I made my way into the foyer leading into the living room. I had not expected bickering or loud noises, for I was in my parent’s house, and my parents were old. But I did not expect the maddening silence either. I could have sworn not even insects were present; for the house was vacuum-empty.

 

I took a quick glance into the last room on the left, and, in stark realization that the house was indeed empty, I made back for the foyer as I placed a call. I shifted my sight onto my tablet’s keypad to type in father’s digits and kept on walking. I had a feeling of weightlessness, a sudden lurch and suddenly, I was skidding along the floor. I had tripped. In my wake I had left a terracotta vase flying, and its anchoring stool was skidding towards the wall. Vase shattered and a stool-limb fractured, I pulled my weight along the cement floor toward the drabbled flowers. Bouquet in hand, I billowed from the floor. I stopped short, half-erect, at a most shocking sight. There was a massive gap in the wall!

 

For long moments I mulled over the six-foot relief on the surface of what had seemed a normal cement wall. I had hoped to surprise my old parents with a visit, and yet at that particular period of time, I stood shocked to tatters. “This cannot be real”, I thought but I was certain my eyes were not failing. Stretching two quivering fingers I reached to the dent and swooped across its surface, then pressed both palms onto it with vehement force, almost losing my breath when it slid into an inward space. My heart leapt into my throat in plain horror of the sight before me: A secret chamber!

 

In staggering disbelief, at the threshold of the seemingly bottomless vault staring back at me, I wiped perspiration off my forehead. I was wary but nothing could have stopped me from exploring further and so, I arched my body forward, lofted my right foot, and, ever so warily, sifted through the chasm; dissolving into the darkness. Once inside, I was prey to whatever came next – evil, I thought. I had watched movies portray secret chambers in gory details. Swiping across the nearest wall for hope of any light switches, my fingers hit a plastic engraftment. I flicked it on and my sight fell on an unbelievably relieving spectacle. The room burgeoned with something hitherto hidden to me. Then with a knowing smile, I propped my face against trembling palms and mocking my self-induced terror, guffawed in exhilarating delight. It was no secret chamber after all; it was only a medicine cabinet!