Naina's POV :
Darshan grabbed my hand and we both started running before anyone else arrive here. Where I am going I don't know, I just kept following darshan to run out from this place which looks like a part of horror movie.
Some how we both get out of here. But as we reach at shooting place we see some people making some noise over there it seems like a fighting or arguing.
We hide behind the door of one room trying to listen what they are saying.
"Where is that a boy and a girl" one of them shouted.
"I don't know. Even we are searching them for shooting" Vivek answered.
"If you get them, let us know otherwise even you all will pay along with both of them. Anyways we are going to find them any how" They said and went out.
They hadn't made clear but they were talking about us only. We both were frightened and having bad feeling about this.
I called and asked Pragati because I can't trust on anyone. She said the exact thing which we were suspecting but it just confirm our doubts.
What the hell it was. What we has done. Did they want to punish us for entering in that palace. But what about that painting. We tried to find Naushad bhai but wasn't able to find him anywhere.
"Let's run out of this palace for now and we will come back after their anger got chilled and we get hold of Naushad bhai" Darshan said and without saying anything I just nodded my head in agreement.
Slowly hiding from everyone we manage to run out from this palace. As we moved out we came to know that they are finding us everywhere in the town.
We kept running just to save ourselves through narrow roads of village between the huts don't know where. After kept running a lot for an hours we get tired now. We both don't have any energy left with us so we decided to hide somewhere at a safe place for tonight.
We found one small hut and it's door is open. We directly entered in by seeing side by side to make sure that nobody is watching us and shut the door behind us.
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