Nathalie crouched down on the floor with her legs curled towards the chest, fear was visible in her eyes that she couldn't think of anything else.

'No, mother...you can't…'

The only thing which roamed before her eyes was the face of her dying frail mother. The deaths of those men reminded her of the same scenario but their punishment was gruesome.

Her mother's death wasn't a painful death at least, she just fell ill and breathed her last. Nathalie was by her side then it happened and ...