Gaon ke kone par ek purana school tha। Din me sab normal lagta tha, lekin raat hote hi us jagah ka mahaul badal jata tha 👀
School ke sab bachche ek room se darte the — Room No. 13.
Kehte the ki raat ke 12 baje us room se kisi ladki ke hansne ki awaaz aati hai।
Nikhil ne ye sab baat kabhi seriously nahi li.
Uske saath uski classmate Simran bhi thi, jo hamesha bold banti thi.
Ek din school ke peon ne kaha,
"Shaam ke baad room 13 ke paas mat jana…"
Nikhil hans pada।
"Aisa kya hai wahan? Bhoot hai kya?"
Simran dheere se boli,
"Log bolte hain 5 saal pehle ek ladki yahin gayab ho gayi thi…"
Ye sun kar Nikhil kuch der ke liye chup ho gaya।
Us raat बिजली चली गई ⚡🌑
School me annual function ki practice chal rahi thi, isliye Nikhil aur Simran late tak ruk gaye।
Jab dono corridor se ja rahe the, tab achanak…
ठक… ठक… ठक…
Room No. 13 ke andar se kisi ke darwaza khatkhatane ki awaaz aayi 🚪
Simran ka chehra safed pad gaya।
"Nikhil… andar koi hai…"
Nikhil himmat karke darwaze ke paas gaya।
Darwaze ke niche se andhere me ek lal rang ki halki si roshni bahar aa rahi thi 🔴
Usne dheere se handle pakda।
Darwaza khula…
Andar pura andhera tha।
Achanak piche se Simran zor se cheekhi 😱
"Nikhil… board pe dekho!"
Nikhil ne blackboard ki taraf dekha।
Chalk se bada bada likha tha—
"TUM DONO KO YAHAN NAHI AANA CHAHIYE THA…"
Usi waqt room ka darwaza apne aap धड़ाम! se band ho gaya ☠️👻
Aur andhere ke kone me do chamakti aankhen dikhai di 👀
Phir ek dheemi awaaz aayi…
"Simran… tum wapas aa gayi…"
Simran ka chehra dekh kar Nikhil ke hosh udd gaye।
Uski aankhon me aansu the।
Wo dheere se boli—
"Nikhil… ye awaaz… meri didi ki hai…"
To be continued… 👻.