The illuminious plane (A short horror story)


Come and get me!!!

Since a few days I have been hearing sounds of tapping in my room. I always thought it was the sound of the wind It kept on banging on my window, be
side my dressing. I always thought of the windy hours
while I listened to the tapping. Until today, when I realized that it came from the mirror on my dressing as I saw someone knock the taps on the other side, willing to come to me.
– Kashish Chadha


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