NeoBluePanther

and they all ran away like the wind. The ones who had seen, ran fast and, the ones who had not seen ran even faster, for the fear of the unknown is greater than the fear of what is known.

Once the people had run a fair bit they stopped to decide on the course of action to be taken. Some one said that they ought to call a priest so that the ghost could be pacified and sent away, and someone suggested something else. In a large gathering of villagers it is impossible to know who is saying what, and hardly ever does a decision get taken. And if at all a decision is taken, one can be sure that it will be the strangest one. This time it was no different.

In this case, they were agreeing on getting some sticks and stones and guns and every kind of weapon they could think of, to kill a human and also a supernatural being, if the occasion so demanded. They decided to ensure the demise of the ghost of Rohit this time. But, before words could translate into action and actual preparations could be made in this regard, the man himself came there and, called out:

“Hey, why was I in the dead room?”

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