Adi was just another normal fourteen year old who lived his life to the fullest. He had a popular image in school because of his 'cool' nature and enjoyed all kinds of sports. Not only that but he also had topped his class many times.
All teenagers of the twenty-first century have cellphones, and Adi was no exception. Adi was a completely normal fourteen year old. WAS.
It was during his Diwali vacations when a tragic incident took place. He was a victim of one of the lucky draw calls. Yes, those worthless scams. He got a call from someone claiming to be from PepsiCo. It was 15:37 when he received the call. He heard the word 'lucky draw' and without any hesitation he immediately disconnected. A few minutes later at 15:42 a call from that number came again. He kept getting calls, repeatedly. He did the right thing by ignoring them. He saved the number as "spam" - a perfectly fitting name, indeed. However, at 15:49, perhaps for the hundredth time the call came in again. He picked it up and played along with the tricks of the supposed PepsiCo employees and in turn humiliated them. The call lasted for twenty-three seconds. He made sure that they wouldn't call back. Such behaviour was not right but it was definitely just. Adi had seen a lot of crime shows and knew that fifteen seconds was enough for a call to be traced to the exact location keeping in mind you have all the right equipment. He thought of it, however the only thing he lacked was such advanced equipment. He let it be; didn't stress his mind further. It was 16:07 when he decided to sit down for a couple of snacks. A stack of Pringles and a can of Coke. He sat down on his bed relaxing as he sipped his drink, stuffing his mouth with the potato-chips. He got up and threw away the empty stack of Pringles and the empty can of Coke and then jumped onto his bed to take a short nap. He was sleeping peacefully until he was disturbed by the continuous ringing of the bell.
It was 17:13 then. He was scared. Why would anyone go berserk ringing the doorbell. "Perhaps it's one of the building brats", said a voice in his head. He hesitantly walked towards the door and opened it. He saw a bearded man, quite muscular. He had a brief eye contact with him. He slammed the door and ran into his room. But the man held the door open and barged into his house with a couple of men who looked as gruff as him. Adi hid himself in the closet of his room. He knew it was pointless and he knew they would eventually get him. A few minutes to himself would do no harm, would it?
The men found him dragged him out, out of his closet. Adi tried to revolt but those men were too tough for him. He let it be. There was nothing he could do but scream. That made no difference either because all the houses on that floor belonged to Adi's father. There was no help for him. His room was in a mess. The chloroform made him dizzy. They got him down the elevator and through the lobby of the building into their van. They zoomed away before anyone could see anything. The watchmen down below were no where to be seen. Within no time, all of a sudden Adi was gone. He was taken. The so called PepsiCo employees avenged their humiliation they received with Adi playing along with their tactics. After that day, Adi was never seen again.
