Whispers Beneath the Wall
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Arjun and Madhavi move into an old colonial bungalow on the outskirts of Pune, hoping for peace and space for baby Aishani. The walls, though freshly painted, seem to hum faintly at night.
a slow, psychological descent wrapped in an atmosphere of dread and quiet possession. Think Hereditary meets Rosemary's Baby, with the intimacy of a family drama and the quiet rot of a haunting that might be real... or entirely in their heads.
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