After the celebration, I got to know that it was the new house, in which me and my parents were gonna stay. I was happy. But was a bit nervous thinking about the style of the bungalow which was like an antiquated type. Very similar to the bungalow I had seen in my dream.
I was loitering in the bungalow and looking at the antique things of the place. I saw a huge clock which had a pendulum in the hall just in front of the main door. That clock was a bit strange it looked scary but then I thought that it was an antique item so maybe due to that it looked scary. All the things in the bungalow seemed unusual and scary as if they were having lives in themselves, and would just move from their places.
Though I love antiquated type places and antiques this bungalow didn't give me a positive vibe. I felt this place as a haunted bungalow.Then I just walked up the stairs. The decoration of the reeling was yet there, I could smell the flowers. I then noticed a room just beside my room it seemed to be small. I entered that room, it had a huge wooden door. This room did not have a balcony it just had a small window. Through which sun rays would entered the room. But as it was dusk there were no lights in the room so I just had my phone and so I just switched on my mobile phone's torch. That room had a bookshelf on its right side and there was a table with four chairs on its left side. I then just looked at the books on the shelf they seemed quite interesting, those books were all new but one of them seemed a bit old. That book was named "THE TRUTH" I was a bit curious to read that book. I don't why, maybe it was so because of its name. I just took out the book from the shelf. I saw the backside of the book where there was a short description of the story. It said "The truth has to be known by all, and the one who deserves to be guilty should be." it was a very short description but I was curious to know about the truth. I put that book back on the shelf and thought I would read it later as I was too tired to read it.
I just turned to go back and the book fell from the shelf; the same book (The Truth)I just picked it up and put that book back. I then just got out of that room and closed that huge door and went to my room. At that time I got a bit confused because I remember there was a window in front of the door just beside the balcony which had red velvet curtains. But now there seems to be no window. Maybe it was an illusion. But quite awkward things are happening in this place. I am just feeling too uncomfortable at this place. I just sat on the bed and looked up to the huge antique fan. It seemed a bit tilted to it's right, but when I got up and stood below the fan it seemed quite normal.
All these weird things made me scared. But as I was too tired I did not pay attention to all these things. I just went to my soft, cozy, and luxurious bed and slept. Then all of a sudden I heard a voice at midnight. It was the cry of a girl. When I opened my eyes I saw a body hanging on the fan. The body was all drenched in blood, and it seemed like that it was the voice of that dead body hanging.
