The grand doors of the mansion creaked open, and in walked the trio: Prem, Meet, and Amar. They strode in with an air of confidence, their laughter echoing through the vast entryway. Alex, disguised as a housekeeper, greeted them with a polite bow, his eyes gleaming with a mix of amusement and anticipation.
"Welcome, gentlemen," Alex said, his voice steady and calm. "I trust your journey was pleasant?"
Prem, the tallest of the three, chuckled. "Pleasant? It was more than pleasant. We're here for a bit of fun, aren't we, boys?"
Meet and Amar nodded in agreement, their grins wide and expectant. "Fun and thrills," Meet added, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "And maybe a few village girls to keep us company."
Alex's smile didn't waver, but his grip on the broom handle tightened slightly. "Of course, sirs. I'm here to ensure your stay is as comfortable and... entertaining as possible."
Amar leaned in, his voice low and conspiratorial. "Speaking of entertainment, we heard this place is haunted. Is that true?"
Alex's eyes flickered with a barely suppressed smirk. "Haunted? Oh, certainly not, sir. This is a perfectly ordinary mansion. Nothing to worry about."
The trio exchanged glances, their laughter filling the air. "Ordinary? Come now, we've heard the stories. Ghosts, screams in the night—sounds like our kind of thrill!"
Prem clapped Alex on the shoulder, his grip firm. "Don't worry, old chap. We're not afraid of a few ghosts. In fact, we're looking forward to it."
Alex bowed his head, hiding his grin. "Very well, sirs. If you'll follow me, I'll show you to your rooms. I'm sure you'll find them quite... accommodating."
As the trio followed Alex up the grand staircase, Raagini, invisible to their eyes, floated alongside them, her ghostly form shimmering in the dim light. Alex could feel her presence, a comforting and exciting energy that filled him with confidence.
Once the trio were settled in their rooms, Alex excused himself, his mind racing with the next phase of his plan. He turned to Raagini, who had materialized beside him, her eyes alight with anticipation.
"Ready to begin?" Alex asked, his voice low and intense.
Raagini nodded, a wicked smile playing on her lips. "More than ready. Let's give them a haunting they'll never forget."
With that, Raagini disappeared, her form dissolving into a mist that drifted through the corridors of the mansion. Alex took a deep breath, steeling himself for what was to come, and waited for the screams to begin.
The mansion, once quiet and still, suddenly came alive with a chorus of eerie sounds. Whispers echoed through the halls, growing louder and more insistent with each passing moment. The trio, initially amused, began to exchange uneasy glances as the atmosphere shifted from thrilling to unsettling.
Prem was the first to react, his laughter fading as he heard a blood-curdling scream echo from the room next door. "What the—?" he started, but his words were cut off as a ghostly figure flashed past the doorway, its form twisted and terrifying.
Meet jumped to his feet, his eyes wide with a mix of fear and excitement. "Did you see that? What the hell was that?"
Amar, usually the bravest of the three, looked pale, his usual smirk replaced by a nervous twitch. "I don't know, but I don't like it. This isn't the kind of thrill we signed up for."
As if on cue, the screams intensified, filling the mansion with a cacophony of terror. The trio huddled together, their bravado crumbling in the face of the supernatural onslaught. Raagini, invisible but ever-present, moved among them, her ghostly touch sending shivers down their spines.
Prem, his voice trembling, called out, "Who's there? Show yourself!"
But there was no response, only the continued screams and the sense of an unseen presence watching their every move. The trio, once so confident and sure of themselves, now clung to each other, their courage shattered by the haunting.
Alex, watching from the shadows, allowed himself a small smile of satisfaction. The first part of his plan was in motion, and it was working perfectly. Now, all he had to do was wait for the wives to arrive, and the real fun would begin.
The mansion trembled with the intensity of Raagini's haunting, the air thick with an almost palpable sense of dread. The trio—Prem, Meet, and Amar—found themselves cornered, their backs pressed against the cold stone wall of the corridor. Their faces were pale, eyes wide with terror, and their breaths came in ragged gasps.
Raagini materialized before them, her form shimmering with an otherworldly glow. Her eyes blazed with anger, and her voice echoed through the halls like a chilling wind. "If you three plan to escape this mansion, then I will kill you all and suck your blood dry."
The trio exchanged horrified glances, their bravado long since vanished. Prem, usually the most outspoken, found his voice first, though it wavered with fear. "We... we won't escape. Please, spare us."
Meet and Amar nodded frantically in agreement, their bodies trembling. "Yes, please," Meet whispered, his voice barely audible. "We won't leave. We promise."
Amar, his usual confidence shattered, added, "We're sorry. We didn't mean to disrespect your home. Please, have mercy."
Raagini's expression remained stern, her gaze piercing through each of them. "You should have thought of that before you decided to seek thrills at the expense of others. Now, you will face the consequences of your actions."
The trio nodded, their heads bobbing in a desperate show of submission. "We understand," Prem said, his voice steady despite the fear that gripped him. "We won't try to escape. We'll do whatever you ask."
Raagini's form began to fade, her voice growing distant as she spoke her final warning. "Remember your promise. Break it, and you will face my wrath. Stay here, and perhaps you will find the redemption you seek."
With that, she disappeared, leaving the trio alone in the eerie silence of the mansion. They looked at each other, a mix of relief and lingering fear in their eyes.
Prem took a deep breath, trying to regain his composure. "Well, that was... intense. But we made it through. Now, we just need to wait for help to arrive."
Meet nodded, a weak smile crossing his face. "And hope that Raagini keeps her word. I, for one, don't want to find out what happens if she doesn't."
Amar chuckled nervously, running a hand through his disheveled hair. "Agreed. Let's just stay here snd wait for ours wives to come "