Having been positioned as the new content director in Mumbai, I got an amazing salary and a flat to stay in. Before my joining date, I shifted to this new flat and my surprise there was someone already living there.
Well, I always had this fear of living in a place that has ghosts and while shifting I had this thought about whether the place I was going to live is a haunted flat in Mumbai or not.
Her name was Priya and she used to work in my company but in a different department. So my interaction with her was when we had dinner at home except that none.
Slowly and steadily, I became familiar with everyone in the neighborhood and office as well. During the conversation with my neighbor, one of them told me that the previous tenant experienced scary incidents in flat. Well, ignored it!
One day, all my office colleagues planned to have a night’s stay at my house. I started planning, food, decorating, and everything, while I was doing all this, I saw my roommate going out and invited her. But she didn’t say anything. Actually, we have never talked to each other since I moved here.
Well, it was the time and everyone came except my roommate but never mind. Everything was going great, the music, the food, and the ambiance. I sat with my friends and were talking about life, things and so on.
Everything was going so well, that we didn’t realize that the time was 12 a.m. Also, I didn’t realize if my roommate came back or not.
Everyone went back and still no sign of her. I don’t know when I slept but when I woke up everything was cleaned and Priya was cleaning the leftovers. I quickly stood and started helping her while apologizing. She quietly cleaned and left without saying anything. I quickly winded up everything and went to my office.
During my entire day, I got so many compliments about how awesome my party was but I got one compliment which kept me in doubt the entire day. One of my friends came to me and said that if I live alone then why don’t I use the other room? Wait! Other room?
She even asked if I ever cleaned the room since I moved here. But how can I clean it when someone is already living there? There were her clothes, he stuff, so can’t she see that?
I thought that she might be just messing with me so I ignored it.
After my shift when I went back to my flat, I saw a dead cat in front of my door and a bad smell coming from inside.
I went inside and looked everywhere but couldn’t find anything that could be the source of this smell. I thought that it might be because of the cat, and getting rid might help. But when I came outside, there was no cat lying outside and surprisingly the odor was gone too.
Everything was so confusing, that I was forced to think it was all either black magic or some ghost haunting me. And the ghost might be my roommate, who always behaves mysteriously. Once I calmed myself and settled on my sofa, I heard some noise coming from the room of Priya.
I got all the courage and headed there to reveal all the details and possible explanations of all the things happening around me.
As I opened the door, I screamed and with me, Priya too screamed. I instantly started chanting Hanuman Chalisa, but to my relief, she was doing the same thing.
As we stood there, chanting Hanuman Chalisa together, the room started feeling weird. Shadows on the walls seemed to twist into strange shapes, and the air became cold and heavy. It felt like something really scary was happening.
Suddenly, whispers filled the room, like voices from another world. The temperature dropped, and it felt like something not good was around us. Priya and I were scared, but we kept chanting, hoping it would protect us.
Then, the chanting got louder, and everything in the room started moving. Objects were floating in the air, and a diary we found earlier opened on its own, showing creepy drawings and stories.
As this strange event reached its peak, spooky figures appeared. Scary faces stared at us, and the room changed into a nightmare. Weird sounds drowned our chants.
During all this, Priya and I were drawn to the diary. It turned out to tell a story about someone who did dark magic in apartment long ago, and it brought a curse.
Suddenly, the room went completely dark. Our chants stopped, and a faint light showed a ghostly figure in the middle – the troubled spirit of the person from the diary.
Frightened, Priya and I stepped back. The ghost made a sad sound, pointing towards a hidden compartment. We opened it again and found something really bad – an old thing with strange energy.
In a last attempt to free the ghost, we followed a ritual from the diary. As we finished, a terrible scream filled the room and then vanished. The scary stuff stopped, leaving us in a silent room.
Priya and I, forever changed by what we experienced, left the haunted apartment with all those spooky flat encounters. The memories of paranormal activities in Mumbai stayed with us, a reminder that sometimes, things beyond our understanding can be really, really scary.
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