There was a college boy name Mohan. He always had nightmares about a girl. The nightmare had made his personality different. After having the nightmare, his behaviors got changed. In his dream, he always saw a girl. She was always in the same dress. Her face and smile hunted Mohan every night. A blank shadow would be chasing her. The girl would be shouting for help. She would be calling his name. Suddenly when she reached near a Peepal tree, the shadow would kill her on the same tree. But the dead girl‘s hunting eyes would be staring Mohan.
He often told his friends about his nightmare that is happening in his dream. His friends always tried to make him comfortable by saying the nightmare might be the cause of tension of study. His friends decided to take him to the village (in the home of one of his friend) in order to refresh his mind.
In the summer vacation, Mohan and his friends went to the village. Mohan looked relieved after reaching his friend’s house. The next day, they managed to go the jungle near the village. While they were walking through the jungle, Mohan found the road quite known. He told his friends through he was joking because Mohan had never been to that place before.
After a few hours, they were near to large Peepal tree in the heart of the forest. There was a cloth in the branch of the tree. Then, Mohan felt his heart heavy. He soon fainted. When he opens his eye he saw his friend around him in the house. His friend asked him about the trance incident. Mohan with his nervous voice and fearful stated “you know...The peepal tree... it’s the same one that I saw in my dream… and the cloth... The cloth…the cloth... which was laying on its branch… it is the same cloth that the girl in my dream wears”. This made his friends shocked. They suggested Mohan take rest.
At the night the same nightmare again hunted him in his dream, he heard the knowing sound on the door of their room. He woke up with a great fear sweat was trickling from his face. He found his friends asleep.
Suddenly, he looked at the door, someone… or something… was really knocking at the door. He could hear his heart beating clearly and loudly. He slowly went near to the door.
There was no knock then. He slowly opened the door. There was on one. He looked all around but found no one suddenly, his eyes fell on a shadow some distant further.
He knew something was wrong. He felt he has to after the shadow. He caught the torch and ran after the shadow. His eye felt sleepy but his leg was taking him somewhere.
When he opened his eye, he found himself standing near the peepal tree. He rubbed his eye to make sure he was dreaming or not but… It was not the dream in fact… was really there. He felt dumb. Though the moon was not in the sky, he could figure out the same girl whom he used to see in his dream, hanging on the tree. He feared to show his torch light in the face of the girl. But he found something was changing there. The girl was catching the paper when he showed the light towards her hand, the paper felt down. He picked up the paper in the fear and unfolded it.
On the paper there was written something in a very strange handwriting,”I told you many times I cried … but you never helped me… I begged for my life but you…less… You are the reason for my death. ”
Mohan felt as if he was falling down from a cliff. He remembered… wait... Mohan didn’t see the second shadow… that was the shadow…? Was, the shadows himself… had he really killed the girl…? He looked up. The girl, she was dead but her eyes were same haunting eyes which were staring him.
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