Chapter - 5

(NB - To understand the series, please read first to fourth chapter.)

It's half past eleven. The hotel is slowly becoming silent. James smoked a cigarette in the room. I slept on my bed. Shortly afterwards, James received a call from an unknown number on his mobile phone. I woke him up and gave him the mobile phone, thinking that his beloved had called on that number. When he received the phone, the signal suddenly went off. He redialled and the phone rang. He opened the door and walked out with the intention of talking on the phone.

The door was open when I fell asleep. It will be about twelve o'clock. Suddenly I was awakened by the sound of a thunder. When I opened the window, I saw lightning, heavy rain and wind outside. I looked around and it was dark. I thought maybe the electricity was cut off by lightning. Cold air from outside was coming into the room through the open door. I was surprised to learn that James had not returned to the room. I turned on the mobile torch and closed the door. And I kept calling James. I felt deserted all around. As I moved ahead, I saw James standing silently leaning against a large long wall. I said softly, "James!.. James!!... Why are you standing here? Let's go to sleep. It's too late at night." He was standing face down and his face was covered with long hair. He looked at me with surprise. He gestured at me to remain silent. I whispered, "What happened?" He said, "I heard a little girl crying inside the wall." I leaned against the wall and tried to hear the sound. A security guard was on duty at that time. He turned on the torch and walked over to us. He asked us, "What are you doing here?" Again he angrily said, "You guys are trying to dig into the wall and steal... Both of you will be punished." We said, "No... No... We don't do anything like that. We hear a little girl crying from the wall." He had browbeaten us and said, "Everyone is forbidden to stay here. Don't you know?" I said, "We apologise for the inconvenience." Then we questioned, "But, why? It's forbidden to stay here." He said, "Hotel staff are forbidden to talk about it." We requested him to say about it.

He whispered, "There is a haunted room (The Missing room 873) sealed here. The horrible screams and dissatisfied spirits of the deceased family roaming around here." As he spoke, a woman's screams rang out. Our chests began to tremble with fear. The three of us ran to our room holding torch. Just as we were approaching our room, the security guard was struck by the ghost. He hurriedly grabbed the door. He said frightenedly, "Pull my two hands, maybe the ghost is pulling me from behind." We worked hard to pull both of his hands together. Eventually he was dragged into the room but his pants was pulled out by the ghost. The ghost injured his thighs and legs. His legs and arms were shaking with fear. The three of us were drenched in sweat. We immediately closed the door. The ghost roared in front of the door. We heard the roar for about 10 to 15 minutes. Then maybe she left. We put a towel on the security guard. We gave him water to drink. We applied ointment to his wounds. After a while, I opened the door and saw torch lights all around. No one was seen. A short distance away, I saw the security guard's pants lying down. I went and picked up the the pants immediately. I felt like someone was chasing me. I immediately went to the room. I was trembling with fear. They asked me, "What happened?" I said, "I knew someone was following me, but I looked back and there was no one." They said, "You should not have brought the pants. Whatever she took away became her own. Maybe she's in the pants." I rolled with laughter. I slammed the pants on the wall. I mocked, "Where is the ghost?..." Then I threw the pants on a bed. The pants flew off and fell on the edge of the bed. I said, "Don't be afraid this time. The ghost will not come again. The door is closed. This time go to bed without worry." We slept on the couch with blankets covered.

After a while, I felt like someone had scratched my feet. I slapped my feet in my sleep. Again I felt like someone was pulling my pants off. Suddenly I woke up in fear. I looked around but there was no one. I fell asleep again. Slowly someone stood by my ear and asked, "Why did you bring my pants? And hit me on the wall." I opened my eyes and saw that there was no one near my ear. I abacked. A woman's voice rang out from the air, "You want to see me. I'm in this room." I thought to myself, "The ghost was probably in that pants." I was helpless. I hurriedly tried to wake them up. But, they didn't wake up in fear. The ghost began to laugh. She said, "Look at me. I'm standing in the mirror." I saw a picture of a smoky woman in the mirror. Her picture was blurry. I went to the mirror with courage. She said, "I'm going to kill you today." I said, "I'm so sorry. I'll never do that again. Please pardon me." As the image of the locket of Lord Jesus Christ hanging on my neck fell on mirror, the mirror shattered and shattered. Some pieces of glass flew and hit my chest and face. My face and body were injured. I thought to myself, "Lord Jesus saved me today. Today I am fortunate to have survived." This time I slept peacefully.

About two hours later, I heard a knock on the door. I was scared. Still, I dared to go to the door. I saw a newlywed woman's body caught fire outside through the door lens. She was shouting, "Help!.. Help!!..." The bride was wearing a white gown. She had a flower crown on her head. She was wearing long white gloves on hands. I grabbed a bucket of water and ran to open the door. As I opened the door, I was struck by the bride. I flew away and fell into bed. The burning bride said, "I'm a ghost. I was burned by candlelight of this hotel for many years. I'll jump on you today and burn you." I went back and forth on the bed in fear. Just as she jumped on me, a group of monkeys jumped on my chest. I woke up screaming in fear that the burning ghost had jumped on me and grabbed me. When I opened my eyes, I saw that the monkeys were sitting on the roof of the neighborhood and eating beans. I was ashamed that I was dreaming. It's seven o'clock in the morning and the sun had risen.

= THE END =

The Missing room 873

A scary ghost story