Elina sat down on the cemented floor of the hospital covering her face with her palms. She shook with uncontrollable sobs. She couldn’t consume what the reports read out loud.
Jack, Daniel, Josh and Sally. How could all four of them be positive for AIDS?
How can it be true? How could it possibly happen? Was it a typo error at the hospital’s end? How can all four reports be erroneous? This being one of the star-rated hospitals in the city.
They were all from good family backgrounds and were extremely cautious about health and hygiene. They were never in relationships, so sex was out of question. None of them ever went for a medical treatment, hence the option of a used syringe or needle had to be ignored.
All of them together? And she escaped? But how? Her mind kept running flashbacks of their days together. But she couldn’t zero down on anything.
Strange. Stranger than fiction this whole thing was.
It was Michelle’s funeral. Elina couldn’t control her tears. She couldn’t believe that such a bubbly, highly energetic girl like Michelle could die so young. Among the whispers from the crowd she overheard the word, ‘AIDS’.
As she slowly composed herself back, she started putting the puzzle together.
There. That was it. The New Year’s Eve party at the Corenthum. Michelle had accidentally cut one of her fingers when she was chopping the veggies for the salad. Elina had escaped uninfected because of that call from the hostel warden informing of her sister’s fractured arm.
A chill ran down her spine as she imagined the party eve minus the call.
I am with Team #CrimsonRush for the #BarAThon from 1st to 7th August 2016.
This post if written for the prompt ‘stranger than fiction‘ for August 1, 2016.