It was a bitterly cold night at Koraput station, where I used to work as an electrical engineer. During night shifts, we were tasked with checking the tracks to ensure uninterrupted power flow. My staff and I had monitoring hours throughout the night, especially during peak periods. If an issue arose, one of us would go to the track to simulate the defect while the other monitored power flow in the control room.
One such night, I went to check the tracks. In the distance, I saw a grayish-white cat licking something on the tracks. As I approached, I was horrified to discover a severed human hand, covered in blood, lying on the tracks.
Alarmed, I ran towards the control room, flashlight in hand. As I glanced back, I saw a man waving at me with a single hand from the same spot. I stumbled and nearly fell onto the tracks, narrowly avoiding a fatal accident. Thankfully, my colleague, concerned by my absence of signal, came to check on me and pulled me to safety. He gave me water and asked about the delay. I recounted the terrifying incident, and we immediately informed the authorities. They later discovered the remaining body parts on a different track.
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