The mysterious night
was around 11pm. The quiet village was home to a large mansion that had been abandoned for centuries and the Das Roychodry House. Once a symbol of size, it has now become a place of fear and secrets. A few years ago, something strange happened, but no one has since dared to live there. Villagers whispered stories about creepy voices, flickering lights and ghostly figures roaming the hall.
The mysterious night
was around 11pm. The quiet village was home to a large mansion that had been abandoned for centuries and the Das Roychodry House. Once a symbol of size, it has now become a place of fear and secrets. A few years ago, something strange happened, but no one has since dared to live there. Villagers whispered stories about creepy voices, flickering lights and ghostly figures roaming the hall.
444 However, four friends, Tushar, Arnab, Meera and Joy-, came to test their courage tonight by spending the night in a haunted house.
444 DARE
"Are you ready? We'll be here all night!" Alnab smirked mischievously, saying his eyes glowed with excitement. 444 444 Tushar hesitated. "Yes, but... what happens if something unnatural happens?" he nervously threw the towering house in front of them.
444The joke was laughed at. "Ah, come on! There is no spirit!" He pushed the squealing gate, but a cold gust of wind greeted him.
Meera, although calm, gathered courage and followed. The moment they walked in, a strange scent hit my nose - the old smell of old wood, moist walls, and something else...
444 Dust covered the soil, spider weaving drooping down the ceiling, a broken bed in the corner. Half of the destroyed portrait of the young girl hangs from the wall, her eyes are incredibly lively. They lighted some candles and sat in the middle of the room.
Dark House of the Past: "Do you know the history of this house?" Suddenly, she asked Meera, her voice was barely a whisper. 444 444 Arnab nodded. "I heard many years ago that Megra, the owner's youngest daughter, had been murdered here. Since then, her spirit has been seen when she hiked these halls. "
444 Tushar trembles." So... are we at risk? "
444 Joy laughed." The ghost stories are fun, but they're not real! "The dark corner of the room.
44" Did you hear that? Something moved! "I whispered.
444 They showed a flashlight in the corner. The air was choked thickly when the blurry figure appeared - a girl in a white dress, her eyes became deep and hollow like a deep by. A cold shower ran through the thorns. The flames of the candle flickered violently, as if the air was shaking.
444 History of Spirit 444 "Listen to Me..." The ghostly girl whispered, her voice echoing strangely.
444 Four friends frozen in fear.
444 "Who... what about you?" Meera tried so hard.
444 "I am Megra... I was murdered... But no one has ever punished my murderer!"
444 Joy's face remained pale. "What do you mean? Who killed you?"
The ghost figure flickered like a dying flame. "My father strangled me... because I was a shame for him! " ge.
Their hearts pounded. They attempted to step lower back, however the door in the back of them became locked.
"Will you carry me justice?" Meghlas voice grew heavier, full of sorrow and rage. Tushar, trembling, stated, "We got here right here for fun… how are we able to assist you?"
"Tell my tale to the world… or you may in no way depart this residence!"
Arnab gulped. "How… how did you die?"
Meghlas shadowy shape swayed barely earlier than she replied, Later, he informed everybody that I had dedicated suicide… however that became a lie!"
A bloodless silence fell over the room.
Meera wiped away her tears. "We will inform your tale!"
The second he stated this, Meghlas shadow faded, and the door creaked open. The heavy, suffocating air lifted, and ordinary calmness settled over the residence. The Truth Unveiled
Without losing a second, the 4 pals ran out of the cursed residence. The night time air had in no way felt so fresh.
The subsequent day, they informed the villagers everything. People had been shocked—nobody had ever recognized the fact in the back of Meghla`s loss of life.
The village elders determined to analyze the Roychowdhury own circle of relatives records. To everybody`s horror, antique files discovered a hidden case—a suspicious loss of life record of Meghla, signed off as suicide. But now, with new mild at the case, the fact should now not live buried.
A few days later, government reopened the investigation. Soon, proof surfaced that Roychowdhury became certainly guilty. His beyond crimes, lengthy forgotten, had come lower back to hang-out him.
The End of a Haunting
From that day on, nobody ever noticed any ghostly presence withinside the residence again. The whispers, the shadows, the eerie lights—all disappeared. It became as though Meghla`s soul had in the end located peace.
But for the 4 pals, that night time`s reminiscence might hang-out them forever…




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