A few years ago, I had to go for a factory inspection in a small town of Bengal, where I was very late by the time the work was over, so I stayed in a hotel near that factory. When I reached there, the receptionist told me That all the rooms were full. It was already late at night and it was very cold outside. Where would I go so late at night? I requested the receptionist a lot and after a lot of my efforts, she gave me a room on the sixth floor, but while going to the room While leaving, he sa
id one thing to me which I felt a bit strange after hearing and said that you should not open your room after 12 o'clock at all. I did not pay much attention to that and after asking him to send a water bottle, I went to my room. I was so tired. I didn't realize when I fell asleep. I was just sleeping when there was a knock on my room. I felt that finally a water bottle had arrived. When I woke up, I saw complete darkness in the room and probably the hotel light too. When I opened the door, I wa
s still asleep so I did not pay attention to the time. There was a man at the door whose entire face was covered with a white shawl. He had a lantern in one hand and a water bottle in the other. I moved forward to get a water bottle. The man backed away a little and started walking towards the balcony of the hotel. I moved forward shouting at him but he was not listening to me. Hey, at least give me the water bottle. I am getting angry . I went and I held the man's hand, he stopped for a moment
and turned back, then as soon as I tried to snatch the water from him, the man shouted loudly at me and his courage went out of his mouth. I was shocked to see what I saw. I was stunned, the man had no eyes, his head was open from the top and his whole face was gone. I suddenly got very nervous and immediately ran back towards my room. I saw that the clock was 1:30 and then I saw the receptionist. I remembered the incident and then there was a knock again in my room. This time I did not open the
door and called the reception. The ring kept ringing but no one picked up the phone. I was very scared of the sound of knock on the door all night and in the morning. As soon as the sun rose, I went to the receptionist and scolded her. Then the receptionist told me that a few years ago, after 12:00 in the night, a man had committed suicide by burning himself on the sixth floor of that hotel. The soul wanders on the same floor and some of the people who used to stay in that room have died after
falling from the balcony of the sixth floor and that is why they do not allot any room on the sixth floor to anyone. I considered myself lucky to hear this. I am alive and came back to my home early in the morning after leaving that hotel. Till today I feel nervous after 12:00 in the night and the scary face of that man does not let me sleep properly.
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