Ravi, Neha, and Amit stepped onto the creaky wooden platform of the deserted railway station in rural India. The air was thick with fog, and the overgrown tracks seemed to disappear into the abyss. "Yaar, ये स्टेशन तो सच में बहुत डरावना है," Ravi said, his voice echoing eerily. "बस ज्यादा मत सोचो, explore करते हैं," Neha replied, trying to lighten the mood.
As the trio moved along the platform, the sound of a distant train whistle seemed to linger in the air, though no train was in sight. "ये आवाज़ कहाँ से आ रही है?" Amit wondered aloud, glancing around nervously. Neha noticed an old, dusty bench with a newspaper dated decades ago. "किसी ने कहा था कि यहाँ एक आत्मा भटकती है," she murmured, recalling the local legends they had heard.
The wind began to howl through the broken windows of the waiting room, carrying with it faint whispers that seemed to call their names. "मुझे यकीन नहीं हो रहा है कि हमने ये जगह चुनी," Ravi said, shivering slightly. Amit found an old diary under a pile of rubble, its pages yellowed with age. "यहाँ लिखा है कि एक प्रेतात्मा यहाँ रहती है," he read aloud, his voice trembling with each word.
The atmosphere grew heavier as shadows began to play tricks on their eyes. Neha felt a chill run down her spine as she saw a silhouette move in the corner of her eye. "यहाँ कोई और भी है," she whispered, clutching Ravi's arm. Ravi shook his head, trying to dispel the growing fear. "It's just our imagination," he insisted, though his own voice lacked conviction.
Suddenly, a gust of wind slammed a door shut behind them, making them jump. The lights flickered, and for a brief moment, a ghostly figure stood at the end of the platform, its face obscured by the shadows. "क्या वो सच में भूत है?" Amit gasped, stepping back in fear. The figure dissolved into the mist, leaving them questioning the reality of what they had seen.
As they hurriedly made their way back to the entrance, the echo of footsteps followed them, though they were alone. "क्या ये सब सच में हो रहा है या हम सब पागल हो रहे हैं?" Neha asked, her voice barely above a whisper. Ravi, Neha, and Amit left the haunted station, their hearts pounding, as the legend of the tormented spirit lingered in their minds, leaving them with more questions than answers.
