MD. RAFIQUL ISLAM MURAD

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Beyond the Wet Window
It was one of those rainy nights when it felt like the sky would never stop sobbing. My spine tingled as a chilly wind howled through the old house's gaps and rattled the shutters. I sat by the window and peered out into the dark, never-ending rain, my breath making froth on the glass.
By MD. RAFIQUL ISLAM MURAD about a year ago in Horror
The Ghostly Flute
When Ravi first heard it, it was a chilly, foggy evening with a faint, eerie music that seemed to be an echo from a distance. Strange stories were common in the village of Kalipur, but this one was unique.
By MD. RAFIQUL ISLAM MURAD about a year ago in Horror
The Last Train of the Night
The night was foggy and chilly. With the exception of the dim flicker of a dying light in the corner, the train station was hauntingly still. Sarah waited for the final train to come while standing on the platform.
By MD. RAFIQUL ISLAM MURAD about a year ago in Horror
The Creak of the Haunted Stairs
Sarah first noticed the squeak on a cold October evening. With the exception of the sporadic gust of wind that rattled the windows, the old home, which stood deserted at the fringe of the town, was renowned for its eerie silence.
By MD. RAFIQUL ISLAM MURAD about a year ago in Horror
The Unknown Phone Call
At first glance, the evening appeared to be typical. While the clock inched closer to midnight, Emily was engrossed in a mystery book on her couch. Her tiny apartment was silent except for the gentle tapping of rain on the windows, which produced a calming rhythm. She was happy and at ease—that is, until her phone rang.
By MD. RAFIQUL ISLAM MURAD about a year ago in Fiction
The Cry of the Desperate Window
A misty, cold night found Maya sitting by herself in her little, rickety apartment. Outside, the wind howled, rattling the old windows like it was trying to get in. The unrelenting wind, the eerie mood, the unnerving feeling that something was horribly wrong had all been present for days.
By MD. RAFIQUL ISLAM MURAD about a year ago in Fiction
The Haunting Melody
The piano in the old mansion had not been touched for decades. Its keys sat covered in dust, forgotten over time. The locals would frequently talk about the strange music that occasionally lingered in the air at midnight, but nobody ever ventured to look into it.
By MD. RAFIQUL ISLAM MURAD about a year ago in Horror
Who’s Behind the Door?
On a stormy night, deep in the heart of a village that barely appeared on any map, stood an old house. This house, abandoned for years, held an unsettling reputation among the villagers.
By MD. RAFIQUL ISLAM MURAD about a year ago in Horror
The Mystery of the Invisible Key
When Emily initially discovered the key, it was a chilly, rainy evening. Her grandmother's old house, which housed dusty memories, neglected antiques, and an unsettling silence that seemed to monitor her every move, was where she had been clearing out the attic.
By MD. RAFIQUL ISLAM MURAD about a year ago in Horror
Beyond the Illusory Door
Sarah had always found ancient, deserted houses to be fascinating. Like a moth to a flame, she was drawn in by something about their crumbling walls and lost tales.
By MD. RAFIQUL ISLAM MURAD about a year ago in Fiction
The Footsteps of a Terrifying Night
The village of Ashbury was known for its eerie silence after dusk. No one dared to roam the streets after dark, for the villagers believed in the legend of the "Footsteps."
By MD. RAFIQUL ISLAM MURAD about a year ago in Fiction
Don’t Look Back
Ayaan first heard the warning: Never look back once you enter the old alley. It was a crisp autumn evening. An elderly guy, with a trembling voice and underlying fear in his eyes, muttered the words to him. But Ayaan never gave much credence to superstitions or urban legends. Laughing, he dismissed the warning, assuming it was just a story meant to frighten kids.
By MD. RAFIQUL ISLAM MURAD about a year ago in Fiction