The Seven Kings Of Hell
“While I was sitting in my vintage car and was in two minds- whether I should go to the meadow which had turned into a living hell or should I run away like a namby-pamby,” said Leo. Leo had come to his parent’s house from London to Birmingham a week ago. His mother’s name was Lillian and father’s name was Noah. They were cow breeders. There was a huge meadow near their house which was bought for the cows. They lived in a huge manor. At their big gate was a mascot, made by conjoining the letters ‘N’ and ‘L.’ They were uttermost rich. There manor was like a museum. They had a fire place which was hundred years old. There was a well on the property which had been there since World War II. It is believed that the dead bodies and tortured criminals were thrown in it. Leo was here for five days. He had insomnia so he usually slept at five in the morning. One night he was strolling in the gigantic garden in the moonlight. He saw a person near the well....