My Life...

My Life...

Thursday, January 7, 2016

Haunted Tree Sequel


Disclaimer: This horror story is purely fictional. Any resemblance to name, place, organization or community is purely a coincidence. The story is neither meant for harming any living being, nor does it encourage readers to believe in paranormal activities. The images used in the post are only for representation purpose. They are downloaded from internet and the author doesn't bear the rights of the same.
Warning: Reader discretion is advised!

Story till now: Read at Haunted Tree!


“Bhoot aaya.. Bhaago jaldi.. Bhaago..” I kept screaming till my mother shook me very hard to bring me out of my horror dream!

It was an indeed the first horrible dream of my life. I’d never experienced such a dream! My mother knew that I was used to dreaming at nights! So she went to the kitchen telling me to get ready for college as someone had called on my cell and informed me.

I was shocked. It was Sunday! How can there be lectures in college on the holiday?

I straightaway went to the bathroom. The next moment, I shouted on seeing my hand in the mirror!

There was a unique symbol scribbled on my hand with blood stains dripping out of it. Mother asked me what had happened. As I was about to tell her about it, my hand was alright and there was no symbol! I kept thinking about this till I got out of my home for college.

Just as I was about to cross the lane adjoining college, I saw a black cat with neon-green eyes – the same one as that from my dream – staring at me continuously while I ignored her and walked into college campus!

To the astonishment there was not a single student in the campus! Even the gatekeepers enquired as in why I’d came to the college on the holiday! I even forgot to ask mother who had played this prank!

Suddenly I remembered the dream and I tried to look at the haunted tree from my dream which was inside the campus with curiosity! There wasn’t any such tree there! I gave a happy smile.

I pointed out and asked the gatekeepers if they cut down any tree from that place. Surprisingly, they told me there wasn’t any tree there!

As I was about to return back home, someone called me from behind. I turned back to notice my college friend walking towards me with a wonderful bouquet in his hand.

He informed me that our Maths teacher passed away last night and he was going there. I was shocked for a moment. I wondered if it had anything to relate to my dream!

He told me that he had some important work to do and requested me to take that bouquet to her place. I agreed.

For a moment I was stunned to notice the symbol on the bouquet which he handed over to me. It was the same one which I had seen on my hand apparently. I was going to ask him about it, but he had gone.

Suddenly the winds blew ferociously followed by lightning and heavy rain.

Catching hold of the umbrella, I set off to her house. She stayed close to our college. She was unmarried and stayed alone.

I’d visited her place earlier. I was terrified on seeing the haunted tree from the dream right in front of her house. Today, the house appeared to me like a haunted house due to this weather.

As I moved further, I was shocked! There were many similar bouquets with the same symbol, all of them laid down outside her house. I thought, there must be a florist shop nearby, though I never saw it.

I went inside the house with a feeling of curiosity and expected to meet some of her relatives inside.

Thudd…

The door behind me shut with a loud noise!

I went further to check if anyone had arrived at her place. Everything was neatly arranged at her place. I didn’t know whom to call as I forgot to ask more details about her death like the incident, place, reason, etc.

I stepped inside further and asked, “Is anyone there?”

“Yes, I’m here in the basement!” I heard a very low voice from the basement!

I felt relieved as there was atleast someone in the house from whom I could ask about this tragic incident. I stepped down in the basement. It was almost dark there!

I saw a familiar figure in the corner.

“No, this can’t be true! You can’t get out of my dream!” I yelled as I remembered it’s the same figure which followed us in my dream.

As the spirit approached me, the only electric bulb which was glowing in the basement went off!

Story ahead: Read at Haunted Tree - Dark Territory