“This place is believed to be haunted,” said Mehek with a tinge of nervousness.
“Haha, you believe in ghost stories? Really, you do not need to fear anything,” said Rajeev with mock laughter.
There was a whooshing sound as the speeding wind lashed against the broken windowpane. It was pitch black darkness though the moon occasionally skirted out of the clouds and peeped into the night. And then, quite suddenly even before Mehek could muster a response, a shadow took birth and a figure appeared before them.
“Who is there,” whispered Mehek.
“I guard this place,” the figure responded. “This haveli is haunted. What are you two doing here? Leave immediately if you wish to stay alive.”
“Haha, how can we wish to stay alive,” Rajeev’s eyes widened as he whispered, “When we are already dead………
The guard’s dead body was salvaged in the morning. Post mortem revealed natural death due to cardiac arrest.