The Cursed Haveli

Chapter 1: Mystical Whispers

It was a cold moonless night. The horrifying silence of the landscape was broken only by the sound of dry leaves without boots. He was a passionate photographer and was always looking for mysterious and abandoned places to capture them. This time, his curiosity led him to the infamous Raychowdhury Haveli. This is a rotten mansion lost in the narrative aspect and wrapped in a cool ghost story.

According to local legend, the entire Leichoudhry family disappeared overnight, leaving only the walls and creepy whispers leading up to the hallway. Some claimed that bandits massacred them, while others spoke about the dark curse that consumed souls.

Despite the warning, Abhirup was not a ghost. He wanted to find the truth.

As he opened the rusty iron goal, a cold gust of wind passed him and rushed the Schauer over his spine. The air smelled moist and lazy, as if time on the abandoned wall was frozen. Suddenly -

Whispering into the air. "Please leave this place..."

abreades. He turned around, but no one was there. Silence pressed him against him like an invisible force. Has anyone looked at him? Chapter 2: Dark Shadow should be brave; he has entered Haveli. The ground hole covered the dust. Once a gorgeous chandelier hangs, the one that was broken was a spider web covering the tall windows. Old paintings of nobles lined up on the walls, followed by faded eyes.

Then he heard it.

Soft steps rise from the spectacular staircase.

Abbirup has changed dramatically.

A person in the shade came from above.

It was a bloody Sally woman. Her long, dark hair covered most of her face, but her hollow dark eyes glowed unnaturally.

"Why did you come here?" She whispered, her voice barely heard, but full of sadness. Abbirup swallowed hard. "I want to know the truth about this place."

The woman's lips tremble. Tears of blood ran down my cheeks.

"Set us free..." she begged.

Chapter 3: The last curse of the following day resolved to reveal the history of the mansion and visited Ratan Kaka, an older villager who knew the old story. Ratan Kaka sighed deeply. "The story of Raychowdhury Haveli is tragic," he began.

"Many years ago, Devanarayan Rayshaudry of this Manor House was a cruel and greedy nobleman. One day a poor woman asked him for help, but he humiliated her and abandoned her. This woman was a Tantra - a powerful magician.

"Before she left, she cursed him: "She and her family disappeared overnight, and her soul never rests."

Abbirup listened carefully.

Ratan Kaka continued. "That night, the whole family disappeared during a terrible storm. The next morning, the servant found Haveli Leah Eiser for bloody clothes and handprints on the wall."

The cold ran through the abrasive vein. Was he a woman who saw the spirit of one of the victims?

Chapter 4: Horror One night was worn out to spend the night in Haveli. He decided to wear a flashlight and his camera to record all the supernatural.

At first, everything was quiet. Then, around midnight, he heard a quiet summary sound - a woman who sang a melancholic melody. The sound grew louder and filled the air with unbearable sadness.

Suddenly -Bam!

The door behind him hit himself!

Abirup turned around. The wind was crying violently outside. A faded photo flew from the table and landed near his feet.

He took it.

The photos showed a young woman who was incredibly similar to what she saw last night! Then a terrifying breath touched his neck.

He slowly turned.

There she was - her face was covered in blood, deep wounds on her neck, her hollow eyes staring at his soul.

She whispered: "How can I help?" he asked.

The woman's voice trembled. "Rich... to release us from this prison."

The next morning, he hurried back to Ratan Kaka. The priest said, "The spirit of Haveli is caught up in an infinite cycle of suffering. You must perform Shanti Yazina (ritual of peace) and pray for your salvation. "

The dark shadow figure swirled around Haveli, her whispers turning to suffering.

Abbirup is Clumsy. A little longer...

The fire was high, and its golden glow pushed back through the darkness. Then -System.

sigh of final relief in the air.

Spirit has been released.

Chapter 6: The next morning, his final farewell was last visited Haveli. The only atmosphere is gone. The air felt light - as if the villa itself had been cleaned.

A gentle whisper floated in the wind as he turned around-

"Thank you..."

A soft smile crossed her lips. He knew - the curse was broken.

When he left, Haveli still, his long lost soul finally became peace.

(end)