"Who are you?" Raja asked, concern etched on his face.
The woman handed him a soggy invitation card. "I'm Nandini. I was told to come here tonight. This card has my name on it."
Raja's curiosity piqued, he ushered Nandini inside. As she warmed up with a cup of hot tea, the group noticed a strange symbol on the invitation card. "Who are you
The group exchanged nervous glances. Who was behind this mysterious invitation? And what did they have in store for them?
And so, the night of eerie tales and spine-tingling experiences began... I was told to come here tonight
It was a dark and stormy night in Kolkata. The rain was pouring down like a relentless curtain, drumming against the windows of the old mansion on Ballygunge Place. Inside, a group of friends had gathered, eager to hear the latest Bangla Choti Golpo from the mysterious writer, 'Kahini'.
"What does this symbol mean?" one of the friends, Ahsan, asked, pointing to the mark. The group exchanged nervous glances
Nandini hesitated before speaking. "I found it on my doorstep yesterday. The card said 'come to the mansion on Ballygunge Place at 9 PM'. I have no idea what's going on."