An Abnormal Trip Author : ADVIK SINHA

 An Abnormal Trip

Author : ADVIK SINHA

A day after the summer vacation started, me and my best friends, Zane and Luis, decided to be adventurous, and go on a trip to a place near Mumbai called Vichitragarh.

We there by train and reached as the sun was setting.

As said in the name it was a weird place, our hotel looked old from the outside, but it was magnificent inside. At night, we went into our room which we shared. When we all dozed off, weird sounds started coming from our neighbouring room which appeared to be sealed. It woke us all up.

Luis went to check it out, but after a few minutes, we heard him screaming!!

We ran towards the room and saw a hand with blood and worms holding Luis’s leg and pulling him towards the unknown room.

We rushed into the room and the door slammed behind us. It was dark, we heard a voice ‘WHO ENTERS THE UNKNOWN ROOM IS DOOMED!!’

Then the room’s door opened. Zane was gone!! I was the only living soul in the room, I fainted the second the door opened. When I opened my eyes, I was in my room with Zane and Luis. On their hand’s it was written, ‘I won’t spare you again!’. That day we started thinking why just why did it spare us? We were so tired, we decieded to start searching for answers tomorrow.
A new day was infront of us and an abnormal mystery in our hands. We asked the maneger questions but we coudn't find him!! We looked around the hotel and found a grave, we tried to see whose it was, but then we found a stone there and when we touched it a door opened, we then saw a flashback. Once there was a girl who lived in the place of our hotel. One day goons decided to kill everyone in that place all of them died because of the goons. Her spirit had promised she would give people only two chances in the hotel the second time they would be gone!
that day we left the hotel without a question.

A year later, our families decided to go there. Us three children shouted ‘NOT VICHITRAGARH!!!’


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