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The Revenge of the Ghoul

The revenge of the ghoul

By MD. RAFIQUL ISLAM MURAD Published about a year ago 3 min read
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No one ventured to approach the old burial cemetery located in the thick trees surrounding Sundarpur hamlet. The people knew it to be the final resting place of a malevolent ghoul named Bootnath, which was the source of dark legends and murmurs of fear. The elders said that Bhootnath was once a fierce and formidable magician who was feared by everyone who came into contact with him. His life had been characterized by evil magic, cruelty, and greed. In an attempt to stifle his evil spirit, the villagers buried him in the deepest section of the forest when he passed away.

However, Bhootnath should not be overlooked. The people in the town thought that his perverted, revenge-hungry ghost had risen from the dead. The howls that resonated at night, the chilly gusts that blew through the forest, and the abrupt disappearance of anybody who ventured too close to his resting place all bore witness to the ghoul's presence.

As the years went by, the legend of Bhootnath's retaliation was reduced to scary bedtime stories for kids. However, some were more aware. They included a young man called Rajesh, whose grandfather had been a peasant involved in the burial of the sorcerer. Though Rajesh had heard the Bhootnath stories since he was a child, he was drawn to the story in a way that the others did not.

One day, Rajesh made the decision to go into the forest since he was curious and felt obligated for some reason. Rajesh was adamant despite his family's attempts to talk him out of it and warn him of the risks. He believed that confronting the ghoul directly was the only way to put an end to the terror that had afflicted his town for many generations.

Rajesh walked out at dusk, armed only with his courage and a torch. The trees threw long shadows that seemed to move on their own, and the dense, oppressive forest was filled with them. The air grew colder as he descended farther, and the only sound disturbing the stillness was the sporadic rustle of leaves.

Rajesh arrived at the old burial place at last. The terrain was uneven, dotted with old, crumbling headstones, and the air was heavy with the smell of decay. Surrounded by vines and bushes, a big, menacing mausoleum stood in the middle of the clearing. Rajesh was aware that Bhootnath's remains were interred here.

The ground shook beneath his boots as he got closer to the tomb. The ground let out a low, rumbling growl, and the temperature plummeted. A surge of panic washed over Rajesh, but he steeled himself and pressed on. As he extended his hand to touch the tomb, the ground gave way beneath his fingers on the icy stone.

A grotesque, decaying monster with hollow eyes that glowed with an alien fire sprang out from the depths of the earth. It was Bhootnath, his grotesquely twisted figure exuding pure evil from his presence. The ghoul saw Rajesh, the son of the people who had buried him alive, and his lips curved into a menacing sneer.

Would you dare ruin my sleep? The deep, raspy mumble that seemed to emanate from everywhere was Bhootnath's voice. "You will suffer because you bear the blood of those who betrayed me."

Despite his heart thumping in his chest, Rajesh held his ground. His voice quivered a little as he said, "I've come to end this." "You've scared this village for far enough."

Rajesh felt a thrill run down his spine when Bhootnath laughed. Put an end to this? You are not going to beat me, stupid boy. I never die. I exact retribution.

The ghoul then threw himself at Rajesh, reaching out with his skeletal fingers to grab hold of him. However, Rajesh was fast, evading the blow and producing a little amulet that his grandfather had given him—a generation-old talisman of protection. He raised it, and when the ghoul made contact with it, a dazzling light burst from the amulet, pushing Bhootnath away.

The ghoul screamed in pain as the light's force started to break down his shape. As the light engulfed Bhootnath and turned him to ash, Rajesh pushed forward, holding the amulet high. The ghoul gave one more scream before disappearing beneath the earth, leaving nothing but stillness.

Breathing hard, Rajesh stood in the clearing. The woodland was oddly quiet, and the air surrounding him was calm. He was aware that the curse placed on Bhootnath had finally been lifted, and the ghoul would no longer be a threat to his people.

Rajesh felt at ease as he returned home, the first rays of morning peeking through the trees. The ghoul's retaliation had been foiled, and the legacy of terror had been eradicated.

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