We were on the 6th floor, completely terrified.
Pranav's face had gone pale, and even —Saish—was thinking, What the hell just happened, bro?
Mustering some courage, Saish said, "Come on, Pranav, get in the lift, quick!"
Pranav nodded frantically. "Yeah, yeah, Saish!"
Shaking with fear, we shut the lift gate.
"Let's go to the ground floor!" Saish said.
But Pranav immediately replied, "No, Saish! Rudra lives on the 3rd floor—we have to save him too!"
Saish paused.
Yes! You're right. We couldn't leave Rudra behind with that ghost girl.
"You're right!" Pranav said, and instead of pressing the ground floor, we hit the button for the 3rd.
The lift began to move down slowly—5… 4… 3…
The lights started flickering, just like in a horror movie.
When we reached the 3rd floor and opened the gate, it was dead silent.
Not a single sound.
The lift light was dim, and we stood there in the empty hallway.
We rushed to Rudra's door, knocked like crazy, rang the bell too—but nothing. Not a sound.
It felt like the bell itself wasn't working.
"What now, bro? Rudra's missing too!" Saish said, with face pale with fear.
Pranav, shivering, replied, "Yeah man… what's happening?!"
We were both completely freaked out.
Suddenly, the air around us started getting cold—freezing cold.
So cold that our breaths were visible like mist with every exhale and word.
We turned around and—
Bro, she was back!
That same ghost girl.
This time, she had the knife again… but now it was bloody.
She walked toward us slowly, with a creepy grin and whispered,
"Come with me… to my world…"
Pranav grabbed my hand, terrified. "Saish, do something! Please!"
"Hold on, Pranav, I'm scared too—but let me think!"
Then—boom!—an idea struck me.
I held up two fingers and asked her, "How many fingers am I holding up?"
She paused, confused. "Two… why?"
She was just about to stab us, but before she could—I jabbed both fingers hard into her glasses.
CRACK!
The lens shattered.
She screamed in rage, "Aaaaaahhh!" The girly scream but intense.
"Pranav, RUN!!" I grabbed his hand and sprinted toward the stairs—
But there was a wall.
No way out!
Pranav, about to cry, said, "What now, Saish?!"
Just then—ding!
The lift was back!
"Get in! Hurry!!" Saish yelled, panicked and crying.
But just as we were entering, the ghost girl threw her knife—
THUNK!
It hit Pranav right in the back.
"YOUR DEATH IS SEALED!!!" she screamed.
Pranav shouted in pain, "Aaa shit—Saish!!"
We both got into the lift, and I slammed the ground floor button.
I hugged him, tears streaming down. "Pranav, you'll be okay! We just need to get out of this cursed building—why did Rudra even pick a room on the 3rd floor? 'Three's a curse' number in india, bro!"
Through the pain, Pranav still joked, "Yeah, Saish… haha… and wasn't it all on the 7th floor where this started?"
"Yeah, man, but hey—7 is a lucky number, 'Thala for a reason'!" I said, laughing through the tears, silly cricket jokes.
The lift was going down…
But then came a loud crack—like the lift was about to snap.
Lights flickered again, and suddenly—