When Aryan woke up, the first thing he did was check his phone. 27 missed calls from Roohi! How could he not hear them? Oh, the phone was on do not disturb. Idiot Aryan!
He put on his slippers and ran to Roohi's room. On the way, his mind started conjuring up all the worst scenarios that could have happened. He cursed himself for not being there for her.
He reached her door and buzzed the bell-like a manic. Roohi rushed to open it.
"Are you alright?' Aryan asked, panting.
"Geez, come in," Roohi said while giving him the way to enter.
"Why did you call me 27 times last night?"
"Aryan, relax. I was working on my book and just suddenly, I got hungry. So, I called you"
"But 27 times! Something must have happened"
"Yes. something did happen. When I went to your room, I think you had fallen asleep , because you didn't open the door. then Mr. Hareem spotted me and led me to the restaurant. While coming back, something weird happened. I got really scared so I just kept calling you until I calmed down and slept."
" What happened?"
Roohi told Aryan about what happened with the music box and the dark figure. He had a rather calm expression on his face while listening to her. That was one of the things Roohi loved about him. He was a great listener.
"Are you sure you weren't dreaming?" Aryan asked after she was done recalling the incident.
"no. I am really sure. But it's probably nothing. Must be one of the creepy staff of this creepy hotel."
"Must be"
"Go get dressed then. We have to go out today for shooting."
"Right. Okay. Meet you soon."
Saying this, Aryan went outside leaving Roohi alone to ponder upon the incidents of last night, yet again.
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Hotel Noor
HorrorIn the empty hotel corridors, she awaits. And she will always wait. Roohi, a photography enthusiast visits Kashmir with her crew to shoot for their new project. But little did she know that she will find herself enchanted by a mere hotel. She digs...
