In the background, I could hear an awful commotion, men's voices raised and women screaming. It all stopped once I pulled out my earphones. I sat in my room, surrounded by silence. thinking it was all in my head, I placed my earphones back in my ears and the horrendous scream started up again.
I hope it was all my imagination but decided to check around anyways. The house was empty, which was no surprise as I lived alone. But something was strange. The house was eerily silent. The comforting aura and peaceful solitude of my home was not there. Instead, I felt anxious in the deafening silence. I felt something was not right, but then, ultimately does missed that thought.
I sat back at my desk and took a deep breath before placing my earphones back to my ears once again. The screams started up again. I knew the only sound I had played was my music playlist, and I remember, I had no song that involved such wretched screech.
I muted my computer and the screams continued. I took out the right earphone and I could still hear the screen but on the left side. I instantly ripped my earphones out and stared at them shocked as I realised that the screams were coming from them.
I quickly stood up from my desk, and slowly and cautiously backed away from the earphone. I thought it was some sort of malfunctioning and everything was alright, but the thought that something was not right, popped up in my mind again. I thought of considering this thought but decided otherwise.
I went downstairs and decided to take a round in my neighborhood. As I went out everything was dead silent. No cars honking, no people bustling, no birds and animals. Just silence. I wondered why no one was out today.
I looked up at the sky I remember my mother's words that today was pitrapaksh Amavasya and I was not supposed to go out today. I hurriedly turned back and ran towards my home. I quickly entered my home and locked all the doors and windows.
I checked the time, it was 7:30 p.m. As I had nothing to do and my mother had instructed me not to eat anything, I slouched on my couch and scroll through the social media.
I woke up with sound of someone knocking at the door. I lazily stood up to check who was knocking and suddenly my mother's warning struck in my mind, " No matter what do not respond to anyone do not open the doors or Windows for anyone under any circumstances. " I slowly backed away from the door, when the person on the other end started banging the doors. But suddenly it stopped. I was relieved as I thought whosoever was there had left. I turned around and was about to head towards my room. When suddenly the lights went out and my Alexa echo device activated on its own. It was not supposed to work when the light went out but somehow it did.
I stared at the device completely shocked and scared. When suddenly it started to play a distorted sound. I was terrified. Fear taking the better of me but somehow I managed to run towards my room and shut the door behind me. I hid inside my closet and prayed. When I heard footsteps and the sound of the door being opened and the person entered my room and slowly approached the closet as they said, " I am Nishi. the very school girl who was killed in a train accident. I was pushed onto the train tracks as the train took off. No one responded to my cries, as my assailants got away. They just averted their eyes as the train sliced me in half leaving my body in the severe cold that just froze me in an agonizing slow death. I graft the metal plate and hit the tracks over and over, ignored, until I became a nishachar. I swore revenge destined to do unto others as was done unto me if they did not share my story. " and suddenly the closet doors open revealing a grotesque figure. I screamed at the top of my lungs and blacked out.
As I woke up I found a note which said, " It was not a dream and if you do not spread my story, then your fate is sealed. "
Now it's too late for you to go back. You have heard her story, now you will have to pass it on to others.
Therefore, I must apologize to you. I don't want to give you this burden but I don't want to die. You must share her story and you, do not doubt this or Nishi will come for you.
