i woke up hurriedly from the noise of howling wolves in the vicinity of the campus.Having the hostel near the edge of a dense forest had its pros and cons but at that moment, i'd rather not be there. The noise was so shrill that i could not muster the courage to even look at the beast from the adjacent window. Being an atheist, i could not even make up my mind to pray to some one to protect me. The howling was getting louder instant by instant, shriller and more shriller when i decided to duck under the bed in case the wolf looks from the window and can wolves be too bad when they are really hungry?I heard a knock, wait was it really a knock, the howling had subsided,the darkness prevailed.It was like the thick curtain of fog that spread over the window and made it impossible to look anywhere. Someone was definitely knocking. I got up from the bed, the floor could not have been more colder, it was like the devil himself had sucked the heat from the bosom of mother earth. Trudging towards the door, i asked who is it?. No reply came. The knocking continued. Bless me god, coz i am alive and i opened the door. Why was the face of this person not clear. Wait, he had a cloak about him, a dark one. I asked him his name. He did not reply. I asked him his status in college, he did not reply. And why was he so short. Even shorter than me.No,maybe equal to me. He entered my room with a slick move and positioned himself on my bed.i was confused about how did he manage to enter the door through the narrow entrance when i was blocking it. I was getting furious and scared of this unholy object. I got hold of the hockey stick kept near the door, i had a feeling that it was not going to end nice. I shouted at the person to reveal himself, open his cloak and identify himself. He did not respond. I proceeded towards him with great fury and raised the stick to build the momentum to deliver my anger with the greatest precision. When i realised my stick would not move forward, someone was holding it. I turned back to look. And what did i find. Professor Trowmbley was holding it. Everything would be fine, if only Proffessor Trowmbley was alive.