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"Damn!" Vilas screams and jumps off his bed and find the entire bed sheet soaked in blood. Before he could gather his senses, he raises his hands to wipe the dripping sweat off his forehead only to find himself in further shock. His hands are bathed in blood too. He slaps himself to see whether he is in delirium or he is in consciousness. He removes the bedsheet from the bed to see the extent of blood smeared on the bed, and he discovers a body with a knife stabbed in the chest and the face is covered with a pillow. He moves the pillow apart to see the face of the man, and almost as if someone had just pulled the rug from under his feet. The man's face looks similar to his own. Not being able to decipher the incident, he opens the window of the hotel room and jumps out from his 2nd floor room and runs. While he is out on the streets, he feels a vibration in his top shirt pocket. He reaches out for the pocket and fetches his mobile phone. The number se...