Chapter One: The Wrong Place

Chapter One: The Wrong Place

Arjun was never good at studies. Failure followed him everywhere. So when he got admission into a small private college in the United States, he thought this was his last chance. But the address was strange-far from the city, hidden and almost forgotten. The village he reached felt wrong. Not silent, but empty. Old grey snow covered everything, as if something was buried underneath. An old man rented him a small hut. When Arjun mentioned the college, the man paused and quietly said, "Don't stay there after dark."

Chapter Two: The College

The college stood on a hill, behind a rusted gate with a crooked cross above it. Arjun pushed the gate open. It creaked loudly, as if it hadn't been touched in years. As soon as he stepped inside, the gate slammed shut behind him. He turned to see the gateman walking away without a word. Night came quickly. Footsteps echoed through empty corridors. Wood creaked without wind. Then whispers began. "Forgive us ... we didn't know ... he is still here ... " In the chapel, candles burned fresh, and muddy footprints marked the floor-but no one was there.