• PrologueThe Diwali lights outside had died into smoke. Houses slept behind locked gates, and the street lay silent under drifting ash.In the middle of that quiet stood an old two-storey bungalow. Its upper window was half-open, curtain waving with the wind. Inside, Room Number 6 waited.• Part 1: SamirSamir, a twenty-year-old student, had stayed back for exams while his parents left for the village. It was his first night alone and it was fun. It was all about games, noodles, late night calls. Overall relaxing and enjoying the home alone and bachelor life. He slept after playing games and chatting