The night was dark and haunting. There was a strange dampness in the air, and the sound of barking dogs echoed endlessly in the distance. An old, crumbling house stood silent... its walls blackened by moisture and time. Inside, an old man sat alone. The only light came from the television. On the screen, a news anchor's sharp voice rang out- > "A shocking robbery of five crores has taken place in the city's largest bank. Police have yet to find any clue about the thieves." The old man stared at the screen without blinking. His eyes carried both fear and curiosity. As if he knew-this news wasn't just on TV... it was connected to his life.
THE GOLDEN SHROUD - 1
Chapter 1The night was dark and haunting.There was a strange dampness in the air, and the sound of barking echoed endlessly in the distance.An old, crumbling house stood silent... its walls blackened by moisture and time. Inside, an old man sat alone.The only light came from the television. On the screen, a news anchor's sharp voice rang out-> "A shocking robbery of five crores has taken place in the city's largest bank. Police have yet to find any clue about the thieves."The old man stared at the screen without blinking. His eyes carried both fear and curiosity. As ...Read More
THE GOLDEN SHROUD - 2
Chapter 2Moonlight had settled over the roof. The pale glow of the moon spread across the courtyard, yet the carried a strange chill-like it was whispering news of some invisible fear.Everyone was exhausted. Running, hiding, fear, and restlessness had carved deep lines of weariness on every face. All of them sat in Raj's room-everyone, except Romi.In the middle of the room, the red bag gleamed with an unsettling shine. The way their eyes clung to it said everything-it was no longer just about money and jewels. It carried the shadow of unseen death.Raj sat with his back pressed against ...Read More
THE GOLDEN SHROUD - 3
Chapter 3It was night.A strange silence wrapped the entire place.The damp walls of the old mansion echoed with the wind—hoo… hoo…—as if the house itself was breathing in fear.From inside the bathroom came the constant dripping of water, each drop deepening the stillness, as though time had slowed down.Outside, faint sounds of owls hooting and distant crickets chirping blended with the eerie quiet of the jungle that surrounded the mansion.Raj was taking a bath—yet his hands kept slipping. The soap, the towel, even the bucket—all fell again and again.Frustrated, he muttered,“What’s happening… why is everything slipping from my hands?”Suddenly… ...Read More