Speaker 1: Around six thirty in the evening, Samara reached her destination.
Speaker 1: As she stepped her foot outside the car, the view
Speaker 1: surrounding her amazed her mind. Tall, dark mountains were all
Speaker 1: around her. At the foothill of these mountains, the gigantic
Speaker 1: old mansion stood like a dark fairy tale. The setting
Speaker 1: reminded her of the tales of Count Dracula. The exquisite
Speaker 1: artistry of Romanian architecture attracts Samarra like nothing else. She
Speaker 1: started to take out her bags from the car just
Speaker 1: when the huge iron gate of the mansion opened and
Speaker 1: a man came walking to her. Hello, you must be
Speaker 1: miss Willis. I am Daniel. It is me with whom
Speaker 1: you talked over the phone. Samarra guest, the manager of
Speaker 1: such a mansion will be an old person, but Daniel
Speaker 1: was a young, handsome man. She took her bags and
Speaker 1: said call me Samera and started walking towards the mansion.
Speaker 1: Daniel smiled and accompanied her inside the mansion. The mansion
Speaker 1: was ten times grander from the inside. The large hallways
Speaker 1: and corridors were filled with vast oil paintings and expansive decorations.
Speaker 1: A counter stood next to the door, which finally gave
Speaker 1: the impression that this is a hotel. An old guy
Speaker 1: was standing on the counter. Daniel went to him and said,
Speaker 1: give the keys to miss Willis's room. The man handed
Speaker 1: over a metal key with room number one O four.
Speaker 1: She then followed Daniel upstairs and another man came who
Speaker 1: carried her bags. Danielle told Samarra that the mansion has
Speaker 1: many rooms divided into four tiers. They have finished renovating
Speaker 1: only the ground floor and the first floor. The second
Speaker 1: and third floor are right now out of use, but
Speaker 1: Samera can take a look for her research, but she
Speaker 1: might find a few rooms locked for maintenance purposes. Room
Speaker 1: thirty four was at the end of the corridor. Daniel
Speaker 1: unlocked the room with the key. The hotel staff put
Speaker 1: Samarra's bags near the bed and left. The room is
Speaker 1: unique on its own. There was a soft white bed,
Speaker 1: a couch near the glass window that gave a view
Speaker 1: of the hills. Samarra turned to Daniel and said, I'm
Speaker 1: already loving this place. Daniel smowed back and told her
Speaker 1: the dinner will be ready around eight thirty p m.
Speaker 1: The hotel staff will come to notify he when it's ready.
Speaker 1: Samara locked her door and lied on the bed. She
Speaker 1: was mesmerized by the view around her. The mansion was
Speaker 1: glamorous and mysterious at the same time. Around eight fifteen,
Speaker 1: the hotel staff came and told Samarra that dinner is ready.
Speaker 1: While Samrro walked down the stairs, she noticed three people
Speaker 1: were sitting at the dinner table. One is Daniel and
Speaker 1: the other two people are the man at the counter
Speaker 1: and the hotel staff. Daniel smiled and said, we don't
Speaker 1: have many guests right now. Actually, we were planning to
Speaker 1: open this from the next month after the complete renovation,
Speaker 1: but due to your research work, we are amazed to
Speaker 1: have you here. Samarra smiled and sat at the table.
Speaker 1: They all started eating. The food was tasty, bud Samara
Speaker 1: felt a bit weird. She noticed apart from Daniel, the
Speaker 1: two other men hardly speak. After the dinner, Samarra wished
Speaker 1: Daniel good night and went to her room. The hotel
Speaker 1: staff didn't speak a word all this time, but when
Speaker 1: Samara was about to close the door of her room,
Speaker 1: the man came to her door and said, in a
Speaker 1: low voice, have a good night's sleep, madam. Please stay
Speaker 1: in your room at night, otherwise you might get lost
Speaker 1: in the dark. A sense of unknown fear grabbed Samara's hand.
Speaker 1: She felt that something is actually weird here. Due to
Speaker 1: the tiresome journey of the whole day, Samara couldn't think
Speaker 1: any more. Also, she has to get up early to
Speaker 1: study the mansion for her research work. Deep sleep came
Speaker 1: down to her as she laid on the soft bed.
Speaker 1: Late night, Samro woke up from her slumber. She felt
Speaker 1: very thirsty, but as she went to drink from the
Speaker 1: jar near the bed, she noticed it was empty. She
Speaker 1: looked at her phone. It was two am at night.
Speaker 1: Samara opened the door and came out. The corridor was dark.
Speaker 1: Only the moonlight showed her the way. Samarra came down
Speaker 1: the stairs. She took a jug from the dining table
Speaker 1: and without any more delay, walked to her room. Just
Speaker 1: when she was entering the room, her senses all woke up.
Speaker 1: A sweet, melodious sound captured the mansion. It took a
Speaker 1: few seconds to realize that the sound was coming from
Speaker 1: a harp. Someone was playing harp in this huge mansion,
Speaker 1: that too, at this hour of night. Samera was shocked,
Speaker 1: but the sound felt so attractive, as if it we
Speaker 1: were calling her to follow it. Samara started to walk
Speaker 1: upstairs following the sound. As she reached the second floor,
Speaker 1: she realized the sound is coming from the end of
Speaker 1: the corridor. The second floor was completely empty. The harp
Speaker 1: kept playing. Samarra was almost at the end of the
Speaker 1: hallway and she noticed the sound was coming from the
Speaker 1: last room. The room number was three or three. Daniel said,
Speaker 1: there was no one else in this hotel, then, who
Speaker 1: was living in this room? Just when the question came
Speaker 1: to Samarra's mind, her curiosity increased. She knocked on the
Speaker 1: door and said, who's there? The sound stopped immediately. Suddenly,
Speaker 1: the atmosphere around her get too quiet. Samara twisted the doorknob,
Speaker 1: but found it was locked from the inside. The silence
Speaker 1: around her started to frighten her. Without wasting any more time,
Speaker 1: she quickly got into her room and locked the door.
Speaker 1: She didn't hear any sound the entire night. The next morning,
Speaker 1: a cleaning lady came to her room. Samro was all
Speaker 1: set to get to her work while taking her notebook
Speaker 1: and writing supplies, She asked the small, middle aged woman,
Speaker 1: do you know who stays in three O three? But
Speaker 1: the reaction she got was totally unexpected. The cleaning lady
Speaker 1: got terrified of her question. Her face turned pale and
Speaker 1: drops of sweat appeared on her forehead. She said, I
Speaker 1: I don't know, madam. Then she began to clean her room.
Speaker 1: The sudden change in her behavior after hearing about room
Speaker 1: three O three made Samara even more curious about that room,
Speaker 1: but she didn't say anything and left for her work.
Speaker 1: The mansion was filled with instances of Romanian artwork. Samiro
Speaker 1: was standing in the garden and inspecting the garden fountain,
Speaker 1: just when she heard a familiar voice. How's your work
Speaker 1: going so far? Miss Willis Daniel came to her with
Speaker 1: a big smile. Samarra said that she's loving it already.
Speaker 1: She then acts Daniel in a hesitated voice, UM, don't
Speaker 1: mind me asking, Bud, is there anyone living in room
Speaker 1: three O three? Daniel replied with a surprised face room
Speaker 1: three O three. No, But why would you go there?
Speaker 1: We already told you it's out of use for maintenance purposes.
Speaker 1: Samara felt embarrassed for wandering around in this private property
Speaker 1: at night. She answered in a humble voice, Actually, last
Speaker 1: night I went to the dining hall to get water.
Speaker 1: Just then I heard someone playing a harp. I followed
Speaker 1: the sound and discovered it was coming from room three
Speaker 1: o three on the second floor. I just got curious
Speaker 1: because you told me there was no one else living here.
Speaker 1: Daniel hesitated too and said, um, yes, I told you
Speaker 1: the truth. No one lived in room three o three.
Speaker 1: Old mentions like this sometimes resonate with many types of sound.
Speaker 1: I am sure it was something like that what you
Speaker 1: heard last night, So enjoy your stay, Miss Willis. Daniel's
Speaker 1: words made Samara realize that he didn't at all like
Speaker 1: the incident of last night. But Samara couldn't understand why
Speaker 1: everyone is acting so mysterious about this room, so she
Speaker 1: has to know what exactly happened there. Samara decided to
Speaker 1: check this room again tonight. Her gut feeling told her
Speaker 1: that these people here are definitely hiding something from her.
Speaker 1: At dinner, Daniel didn't say a word to her. The
Speaker 1: other two people ate quietly as well. As Samara finished
Speaker 1: her meal and started to walk upstairs, she saw Daniel
Speaker 1: say to the hotel staff, take a jug of water
Speaker 1: to Miss Willis's room, hope she will have no reason
Speaker 1: to wander around the empty hall tonight, and then gave
Speaker 1: her an angry look and left. Samera became even more
Speaker 1: stubborn now. After the hotel staff left the jug in
Speaker 1: her room, she locked the door and switched off the
Speaker 1: light and started to wait silently. Tonight is the night
Speaker 1: Samera will find out what's the matter with this room
Speaker 1: three o three. Around two thirty a m she came
Speaker 1: out of her holding a candle in hand. The mansion
Speaker 1: was completely silent. Only the wishing sound of the rusty
Speaker 1: wind outside was echoing in the hallways. She tiptoed to
Speaker 1: the second floor and reached near room three O three.
Speaker 1: As she twisted the door knob, the door opened with
Speaker 1: a creaking sound. How strange the door was unlocked to night.
Speaker 1: Samera entered the room. The room was freezing cold. There
Speaker 1: was a large window in the room which had no
Speaker 1: glass on it. A cold wind was coming from the
Speaker 1: window by blowing its dirty curtain away. The moonlight from
Speaker 1: the window and the candlelight on Samarra's hand made the
Speaker 1: room look very spooky. She noticed this room is just
Speaker 1: like her room, but it had only one difference. An
Speaker 1: old wooden harp stood in the middle of the room.
Speaker 1: The harp seemed unused for a very long time, as
Speaker 1: the thick dust all over it had the actual color
Speaker 1: of the instrument. Samara went to the window and looked outside.
Speaker 1: The dark mountains were standing in front of her eyes.
Speaker 1: There was nothing much she could find, so she thought
Speaker 1: to go back into her room. Just then, a heavy
Speaker 1: wind came and blew out her candle. Suddenly she heard
Speaker 1: a chuckling sound. She quickly turned towards the door and
Speaker 1: saw a tall, thin woman standing near the harp and
Speaker 1: strumming the cords with her creepy long fingers. The moonlight
Speaker 1: fell on her face. Her eyes were wide, as if
Speaker 1: she could see inside Samara. She was wearing a worn
Speaker 1: out sleeping gown. Her hairs were floating in the air
Speaker 1: as the wind ran through them. Samera asked in a
Speaker 1: tense voice, sorry, the door was opened, so I just
Speaker 1: came to check. I heard you playing the harp last night,
Speaker 1: that's why. Before she could finish, the woman laughed in
Speaker 1: a very scary way and said, they might have told
Speaker 1: you no one lives here, right. They told the same
Speaker 1: thing to the man who came here just like you
Speaker 1: in the middle of the night, But he came anyway
Speaker 1: and then couldn't leave. Fear grabbed Samarra's neck. She couldn't
Speaker 1: understand what this woman was talking about, she said in
Speaker 1: a frightened voice, I better get back to my room.
Speaker 1: Sorry to disturb you. As she stepped ahead towards the door,
Speaker 1: the horror unfolded in front of her eyes with a
Speaker 1: terrifying sound of bones cracking. The woman's head turned upside
Speaker 1: down and she started laughing like a maniac. Samera's heart
Speaker 1: started to beat like a wild horse. She screamed, but
Speaker 1: no voice came out. She felt like the chilling laughter
Speaker 1: was reverberating all over the valley. Her eyes lost a
Speaker 1: vision as she collapsed on the ground. The next morning,
Speaker 1: Daniel came to room three oh three looking for Samara,
Speaker 1: as she was not in her room. As he opened
Speaker 1: the door, he saw Samara's white, bloodless face. She was
Speaker 1: lying on the floor, her eyes full of fear and trauma.
Speaker 1: She was dead. The hotel staff, the cleaning lady, and
Speaker 1: the man at the counter came to Four of them
Speaker 1: stood there silently, and the cleaning lady started to weep
Speaker 1: in a low voice. Daniel looked to the hotel staff
Speaker 1: and said, hum bury her at the back of the garden.
Speaker 1: Just like the previous traveler, we are running a business here.
Speaker 1: If people can't hold back their curiosity, no one can
Speaker 1: save them from dying. Throw her stuff down the mountain
Speaker 1: and get back to work. We will be having guessed
Speaker 1: from the next month all around this mansion. And to
Speaker 1: make sure you keep this room locked all the time,
Speaker 1: the midnight musician still haunts room three oh three of
Speaker 1: this old mansion in Romania. Let us know if you
Speaker 1: dare to take the risk by visiting this place, we
Speaker 1: will give you the address. Recently, I went camping with
Speaker 1: my best friend Thomas. We are childhood friends, since we
Speaker 1: have been on several trips together. Thomas lived in the
Speaker 1: suburban area of California. After ten kilometers from his house
Speaker 1: lied deep woods. Many people went camping and bird watching
Speaker 1: in those woods during weekends. The woods were often crowded,
Speaker 1: so Thomas and I decided to camp as far as possible.
Speaker 1: I still regret our decision. Thomas and I left one
Speaker 1: sunny afternoon with our backpacks. After entering the woods, Thomas
Speaker 1: pointed to our left and said, in an excited tone, Peter, look,
Speaker 1: there's a railway trail on that side. We went close
Speaker 1: and found out an abandoned railway track going deep inside
Speaker 1: the woods. We decided to walk by the track. This
Speaker 1: way we will find a serene spot for our camping,
Speaker 1: and also it will be easy to come back. After
Speaker 1: walking for almost thirty to thirty five minutes, we felt
Speaker 1: exhausted and decided to camp. We chose a spot under
Speaker 1: the trees and started to arrange our tent. The sun
Speaker 1: was about to set. The sky turned red as the
Speaker 1: birds started returning to their nests. The view felt awesome.
Speaker 1: We drank beer and watched the sun setting into the
Speaker 1: horizon and the night sky take over. Thomas brought his
Speaker 1: bluetooth speaker. We tuned in some music and got busy
Speaker 1: preparing the bonfire. I collected some stones to make a
Speaker 1: round pit for the wood to burn. Thomas said, let's
Speaker 1: go collect some wood and water. There's a river bed nearby.
Speaker 1: Though the sun had set, there was still light around us.
Speaker 1: On our way to the river bed, Thomas was picking
Speaker 1: up wooden sticks and broken branches of trees for the fire.
Speaker 1: As we got close, a sound of water flowing by
Speaker 1: came to my ears. The river bed was more like
Speaker 1: a narrow ditch, but it had crystal clear water flowing
Speaker 1: in it. I got down to fill our flasks and
Speaker 1: Thomas got busy collecting wood. I was almost done just
Speaker 1: when the opposite bank of the river bed caught my eyes.
Speaker 1: Due to the bushes, we failed to realize that there
Speaker 1: was an old graveyard on this side of the bank.
Speaker 1: I cried, Thomas, did you know we kempt so close
Speaker 1: near a graveyard? His eyes lit up in excitement. He
Speaker 1: kept the pile of wood on the ground and crossed
Speaker 1: the ditch to check out the place. I too, kept
Speaker 1: the flasks near the pile and went on with him.
Speaker 1: It was an old, abandoned graveyard. There were at least
Speaker 1: forty to fifty graves in it. Most of the tombstones
Speaker 1: dated it from nineteen hundred to the nineteen seventies. I
Speaker 1: was a bit shocked to see a graveyard in the
Speaker 1: middle of the forest, but Thomas said that these graves
Speaker 1: can belong to the local tribes who once lived here.
Speaker 1: Don't know why, but something felt very odd to my eyes.
Speaker 1: Some of the graves seemed dug up recently. I told Thomas, look,
Speaker 1: these graves seemed like fresh diggings. Thomas rolled his eyes
Speaker 1: at me. And said yeah, because zombies crawl out of
Speaker 1: them every night, and started to laugh. I shrugged it
Speaker 1: off too because of his leg pulling. Suddenly, we realized
Speaker 1: that we were standing in an abandoned graveyard and it
Speaker 1: has gotten dark all around us. We decided to head
Speaker 1: back to our camp. We didn't change our campsite because
Speaker 1: we were brave as well as old enough not to
Speaker 1: get scared by stupid ghost stuff. Thomas worked as a
Speaker 1: chef in a restaurant, so arranging food was his department. I,
Speaker 1: on the other hand, lit the fire and helped him
Speaker 1: to prepare our dinner. Thomas brought a whole chicken marinated
Speaker 1: for a barbecue with him. He placed the chicken over
Speaker 1: the fire, and the smell of grilled chicken filled our
Speaker 1: hearts with joy. We were drinking, talking, eating. In one word,
Speaker 1: we were having a really good time. As the night
Speaker 1: passed away, the sounds of the woods became clear to
Speaker 1: our ears. We could hear the hooting of the owls,
Speaker 1: the sounds of crickets chirping in the dark, and the
Speaker 1: wood burning in the fire. I was enjoying this calm
Speaker 1: silence when I heard some other sound too. Thomas was
Speaker 1: about to play some music. Just when I said no, no, stop.
Speaker 1: Did you hear that? He looked around and said hear what?
Speaker 1: I told him that I heard footsteps on the dried
Speaker 1: leaves nearby. He laughed and said, you were just drunk, dude.
Speaker 1: But before he could finish laughing, a spine chilling scream
Speaker 1: made our hearts drop to our stomachs. We heard a
Speaker 1: woman screaming in absolute fear and pain. We both stood
Speaker 1: up in quick motion. Sweat appeared on our foreheads as
Speaker 1: we stared at each other cluelessly. The scream took place
Speaker 1: for the second time, and Thomas and I figured out
Speaker 1: it was coming from the graveyard. Thomas turned all pale
Speaker 1: and looked at me. What should we do? Peter? Honestly,
Speaker 1: I was scared too, but somehow I wanted to check
Speaker 1: it out myself, so I told Thomas to be quiet
Speaker 1: started to walk towards the graveyard. As we walked, the
Speaker 1: scream changed into a suppressed sobbing. I never believed in ghost,
Speaker 1: but strangely, a feeling inside me said that the matter
Speaker 1: is not what it appears to be. I wish I
Speaker 1: was wrong that day. Seeing a ghost would have been
Speaker 1: much more comforting than what happened that night. We got
Speaker 1: down into the ditch and peeped to another side of
Speaker 1: the bank. What we saw made our skin crawl. A
Speaker 1: man was pulling something into the graveyard. The sobbing was
Speaker 1: coming from that thing. He was As he reached near
Speaker 1: a grave and flashed his light on the ground, we
Speaker 1: saw a woman was tied from hands to toe with
Speaker 1: a tight rope. Her face was duct taped. She tried
Speaker 1: to scrim again, but before she could, the man took
Speaker 1: out a sharp knife and started to stabber vigorously. We
Speaker 1: could hear the sound of blood splattering on the ground.
Speaker 1: I couldn't believe what was happening in front of my eyes.
Speaker 1: We had no weapons or anything that will help us
Speaker 1: to fight this man. Our cell phone had no tower
Speaker 1: so that we could call someone for help. Thomas couldn't
Speaker 1: take it and attempted to run away. Just then he
Speaker 1: twisted his ankle in the ditch and fell into it.
Speaker 1: He cried in pain, and the man looked right at us.
Speaker 1: I realized he has noticed us. He will not let
Speaker 1: us leave alive from here. I ran to help Thomas
Speaker 1: and get him out of the ditch. We then ran
Speaker 1: to the kempsite, but before we could figure anything out,
Speaker 1: I heard running footsteps on the dry leaves. Without delaying
Speaker 1: a second more, I grabbed my best friend's hand and
Speaker 1: we started to run for our life. We got on
Speaker 1: the rail tracks and ran. I looked back suddenly and
Speaker 1: saw a black shadow was chasing us like a hungry animal.
Speaker 1: The sharp still knife on his hand glittered in the moonlight.
Speaker 1: Thomas was lagging behind because of his injury. I had
Speaker 1: no idea what to do. The way that man was
Speaker 1: running behind us, I knew he will end up catching Thomas.
Speaker 1: I was panting and breathing heavily. Thomas was crying for help.
Speaker 1: The entire situation was going out of our hand, and
Speaker 1: I knew if the man catches us, no one will
Speaker 1: ever know what happened to the bodies of two young
Speaker 1: boys who came camping in these woods. I saw a
Speaker 1: stone lying at the side of the railway track and
Speaker 1: I picked it up. I turned around and waited for
Speaker 1: Thomas to cross me over. I knew I was taking
Speaker 1: a huge risk, but I had to do something. Thomas
Speaker 1: came running at me and yelling run, Peter, run. But
Speaker 1: I stood there, gathering all the courage inside me. As
Speaker 1: soon as the man came into my sight, I saw
Speaker 1: him flashing the knife to stab Thomas in the back.
Speaker 1: His eyes were dipped in anger, and a hungry smile
Speaker 1: on his evil looking face made him look like the
Speaker 1: demon from hell. He was almost five hands distance from
Speaker 1: me when I aimed at his head and threw the
Speaker 1: rock at him with all my strength. A sound of
Speaker 1: skull cracking and blood spattering echoed into the woods. The
Speaker 1: man held his head and fell on the ground, making
Speaker 1: painful growls. His growls eventually turned into a soft whimper,
Speaker 1: and we realized that this guy has fainted. We ran
Speaker 1: out of the woods and reached the nearby police station.
Speaker 1: We explained everything to the cops. They sent Thomas to
Speaker 1: the hospital and I came back with them to spot
Speaker 1: where I hit the man. As we reached near the
Speaker 1: railway tracks, we noticed a lot of blood lying on
Speaker 1: the ground, but the man was nowhere to be found.
Speaker 1: I took the cops to the graveyard if desertion the
Speaker 1: place thoroughly. The cops discovered five fresh dead bodies, including
Speaker 1: the woman's body that lied near a grave. I burst
Speaker 1: out into tears, explaining to the cops. How the man
Speaker 1: killed that woman in front of our eyes and we
Speaker 1: couldn't do anything to savor. I went back to the
Speaker 1: police station and gave a detailed description of that man's
Speaker 1: face so they can catch that demon. The posters are
Speaker 1: now all over our area. The FBI has been informed
Speaker 1: about this incident too. It came to know that the
Speaker 1: man is a suspected serial killer who chose an old,
Speaker 1: abandoned graveyard to dump his murder victims that night. He
Speaker 1: even dumped his murder weapons and other pieces of evidence
Speaker 1: in the graves as well. Every day, I wake up
Speaker 1: in the morning and pray to God that the cops
Speaker 1: catch this killer before he takes any more innocent lives.
Speaker 1: I wish I could have stopped him that night from disappearing.