Sure, Here's A Spooky Story Titled "The Echoes Of The Old House
Posted By: Dilip Samal
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Sure, here's a spooky story titled "The Echoes of the Old House":
Years ago, there stood an old, dilapidated house on the outskirts of a small village, nestled between overgrown fields and a dense forest. The villagers seldom spoke of it, for it was said to be haunted by the ghost of its last owner, a reclusive old man known as Mr. Thomlin.
As legend had it, Mr. Thomlin was an eccentric figure, obsessed with the idea that his home was a gateway to another realm. He spent his days and nights performing strange rituals, trying to communicate with what he believed were spirits from the other side. After his sudden and mysterious death, the house was left abandoned, and eerie sounds and ghostly whispers were often heard emanating from within its crumbling walls.
Intrigued by these tales, a young man named Arjun decided to explore the house one moonless night. Armed with nothing but a flashlight and a hefty dose of curiosity, Arjun approached the creaky gates that groaned ominously as he pushed them open. As he stepped inside, the air turned noticeably colder, and the faint scent of incense lingered.
The house was a maze of dusty rooms filled with cobwebs and old furniture draped in white sheets. As he wandered through the hallways, Arjun heard a faint, repetitive tapping sound. Following the noise, he entered what appeared to be Mr. Thomlin's study. Books and papers were strewn everywhere, and in the center of the room, a large book lay open atop a stand.
Curious, Arjun moved closer to read the scribbled notes in the margins of the book. Suddenly, the tapping stopped, and a cold whisper floated through the room, "Leave the gateway closed." The voice was so clear, so close, that Arjun spun around. But there was no one there.
Heart racing, Arjun decided it was time to leave, but as he turned to go, the room grew inexplicably darker, and the door slammed shut by itself. Panic gripped him as he tugged at the door, but it wouldn't budge. The whisper returned, louder this time, "Never open the gates."
Realizing the gravity of the situation, Arjun began to recite prayers and chants he had heard his grandmother say. After what seemed like an eternity, the oppressive atmosphere lifted, and the door slowly creaked open. Arjun didn't look back as he ran out of the house, through the fields, and didn't stop until he reached his own home.
From that night on, Arjun never doubted the stories of the old villagers. He often shared his own chilling encounter, warning others to steer clear of the old Thomlin house, where the veil between worlds was perilously thin.
Salient Features:
| Job Price:200 | Duration : 6 hours |
| Location: Rs.Mangala | Languages Known : english |
