Aisha poora din ussi baat ke baare mein sochti rahi. Receptionist ki story uske mind se ja hi nahi rahi thi.
Ek ladki jo Room Number 13 mein rehti thi… aur phir achanak gayab ho gayi।
Aur log kehte the ki raat ko wahan se strange sounds aati hain।
Aisha ko kal raat ki whisper clearly yaad thi।
"Help me…"
"Shayad maine imagination mein suna ho," usne khud se kaha।
Lekin uska curiosity bhi badh raha tha।
Shaam ko Aisha aur uske parents hotel ke garden mein walk karne gaye। Mountains ka view sunset mein bahut beautiful lag raha tha।
Lekin Aisha ka mind abhi bhi Room 13 mein hi atka hua tha।
Dinner ke baad sab log wapas room mein aa gaye।
Clock ne 11:45 PM dikhaya।
Aisha bed par leti hui thi, lekin usse sleep nahi aa rahi thi।
Uska mind bas ek hi baat soch raha tha।
Room 13 ke andar kya hai?
Finally usne decide kiya ki woh ek baar phir corridor mein jaakar check karegi।
"Bas ek minute dekh kar wapas aa jaungi," usne slowly socha।
Aisha quietly bed se uthi।
Usne door open kiya aur corridor mein jhank kar dekha।
Corridor bilkul silent tha।
Lights dim thi aur hawa ki wajah se windows thodi-thodi hil rahi thi।
Aisha dheere-dheere corridor mein chalne lagi।
Uske footsteps wooden floor par halki creak sound kar rahe the।
Room 10…
Room 11…
Phir woh Room 12 ke saamne se aage badhi।
Aur kuch steps baad…
Woh Room Number 13 ke saamne khadi thi।
Aaj door completely closed tha।
Aisha ne door ko dhyan se dekha।
Is baar usne notice kiya ki door par ek old lock laga hua tha।
"Kal raat door open kaise tha?" usne slowly socha।
Uska heart fast beat kar raha tha।
Tabhi usse ek strange si feeling hui।
Jaise koi andar se door ke paas khada ho।
Aisha ne slowly door ke paas kaan lagaya।
Pehle kuch seconds tak silence tha।
Phir…
Usne ek faint sound suna।
Jaise koi andar se slowly breathing kar raha ho।
Aisha ka body freeze ho gaya।
Ye impossible tha।
Room toh locked tha।
Phir andar koi kaise ho sakta hai?
Aisha peeche hatne wali thi ki tabhi…
Thak…
Door ke andar se koi cheez takraayi।
Aisha shock se peeche hat gayi।
Aur phir usne clearly suna—
"Help… me…"
Is baar whisper bilkul door ke peeche se aayi thi।
Aisha ka face pale ho gaya।
Usne jaldi se corridor ke end ki taraf dekha।
Sab kuch quiet tha।
Phir usne phir se door ki taraf dekha।
Uska mind keh raha tha ki usse wapas room mein chale jaana chahiye।
Lekin curiosity usse rok rahi thi।
Aisha ne slowly door handle ko touch kiya।
Handle ice cold tha।
Usne halka sa push kiya।
Door nahi khula।
Lock strong tha।
Tabhi usne floor par kuch notice kiya।
Door ke neeche se ek old piece of paper bahar nikla hua tha।
Jaise koi paper andar se door ke neeche se slide kiya gaya ho।
Aisha ne slowly woh paper uthaya।
Paper bahut purana lag raha tha।
Edges thode torn the।
Usne paper open kiya।
Andar sirf ek line likhi thi।
"Don't trust the hotel."
Aisha ka heart ek second ke liye ruk sa gaya।
"Yeh kisne likha?" usne shock mein socha।
Tabhi…
Room ke andar se suddenly loud scratching sound aayi।
Jaise koi nails se door ko scratch kar raha ho।
Scrrrrch… scrrrrch…
Aisha dar ke maare peeche hat gayi।
Aur us moment mein corridor ki lights flicker hone lagi।
Blink… Blink…
Aisha ka heart zor-zor se dhadak raha tha।
Phir ek aur whisper sunai di।
Is baar awaaz desperate thi।
"Please… help me…"
Aisha aur ek second bhi wahan ruk nahi paayi।
Woh corridor mein tezi se bhaag kar apne room ki taraf chali gayi।
Room Number 12 mein aakar usne door band kar diya।
Uski hands thodi shake kar rahi thi।
Usne woh paper phir se dekha।
"Don't trust the hotel."
Iska kya matlab tha?
Kya hotel mein koi secret chhupa hua tha?
Aur sabse scary baat—
Room 13 locked tha।
Phir andar se help ki awaaz kaise aa rahi thi?
Aisha ko bilkul idea nahi tha…
Ki us paper ke peeche ek aur dark secret chhupa hua hai।