The train to Rajkot was late, but Aarav didn’t care. He was used to delays. What he wasn’t used to was silence. Rajkot felt too still tonight — like it was holding its breath. Meera tapped her notebook nervously as the rickshaw stopped in front of a rusted iron gate. A crumbling board read: “Avadh Palace – Private Property. No Trespassing.” Jay chuckled, trying to lighten the mood. “Too bad we never follow rules.” Rhea didn’t laugh. Her eyes were fixed on the palace beyond the gate. "I read somewhere... someone was killed here. A girl. Burned alive." Aarav raised an eyebrow. “That’s just an urban legend, right?” No one answered.
Blood Moon Over Avadh - 1
Episode 1: The Room That Breathes The train to Rajkot was late, but Aarav didn’t care. He was used delays. What he wasn’t used to was silence. Rajkot felt too still tonight — like it was holding its breath. Meera tapped her notebook nervously as the rickshaw stopped in front of a rusted iron gate. A crumbling board read: “Avadh Palace – Private Property. No Trespassing.” Jay chuckled, trying to lighten the mood. “Too bad we never follow rules.” Rhea didn’t laugh. Her eyes were fixed on the palace beyond the gate. "I read somewhere... someone was killed here. ...Read More
Blood Moon Over Avadh - 2
Episode 2: Neelam’s Mirror The night was still burning. Smoke. Screams. The smell of something ancient and angry. then… silence. The fire in Room 207 vanished without a trace. Not even a scorch mark remained. But Rhea—who had entered alone—was gone. The Room That Took HerMeera banged on the walls. “RHEA! Open the damn door!” But there was no door anymore. Just a cold, blank wall. Aarav staggered back, gasping. “We saw her go in. I swear. This was a door.” Jay turned pale. “This place is shifting. It’s alive.” The three stood frozen. A room had swallowed ...Read More