Subham's phone buzzed incessantly on a gloomy Monday morning. He glanced at the screen, noticing an unfamiliar number. He hesitated momentarily before answering.
"Hello, this is Dr. Subham Roy," he said, his voice professional.
"Dr. Roy, this is Mr. Desai, the manager of the Grand Palace Hotel. We have a situation that requires your expertise. It's urgent."
Subham's curiosity piqued. The Grand Palace Hotel was one of the most luxurious and renowned hotels in the city. "I'll be there shortly," he replied.
### The Hotel's Chill
As Subham entered the opulent lobby of the Grand Palace Hotel, he immediately felt an unnatural chill. The air was heavy, and an eerie silence permeated the grand hall. Subham knew instantly that this haunting was different from his previous encounters.
Mr. Desai greeted him, his face pale with worry. "Thank you for coming, Dr. Roy. The disturbances have been escalating, and our guests are terrified."
Subham nodded, his eyes scanning the room. "I'll handle it. Just lead me to the source of the disturbances."
### A Beautiful Ghost
Subham's search led him through the winding corridors of the hotel, the coldness intensifying with each step. He could feel the presence of a powerful spirit nearby. Finally, he arrived at a grand suite at the end of a dimly lit hallway.
As he cautiously opened the door, he was met with the sight of a beautiful and ethereal girl. Her ghostly form was illuminated by a soft, otherworldly glow. Subham raised his dagger, prepared to exorcise the spirit, but hesitated when he saw the sadness in her eyes.
"Who are you?" Subham asked, lowering his weapon slightly.
The ghost looked at him with a mixture of sorrow and recognition. "Do you not remember me? You saved me once, long ago, from those kidnappers. My name is Ananya."
Subham's mind raced as fragmented memories of his childhood resurfaced. He remembered the girl he had saved from a group of kidnappers years ago. "Ananya? How did this happen to you?"
### A Tragic Memory
Ananya reached out and gently touched Subham's forehead. A flood of memories washed over him.
In the memory, Ananya was staying at the Grand Palace Hotel. One night, the hotel manager, Mr. Desai, and the owner, Mr. Kapoor, entered her room with sinister intentions. They attempted to take advantage of her, but she resisted and tried to escape. In the ensuing struggle, Ananya hit one of the men with a vase. Enraged, they beat her savagely, raped her, and ultimately killed her. They buried her body in the hotel's garden to hide their crime.
As the horrifying scenes played out in his mind, Subham's blood ran cold. He felt a surge of anger and sorrow.
### Vengeance
Leaving Ananya's room, Subham stormed down the hallway, his face a mask of grim determination. Mr. Kapoor and Mr. Desai were waiting anxiously in the lobby.
"Is the work done?" Mr. Kapoor asked nervously.
Subham didn't respond. Instead, he moved with lightning speed, grabbing Mr. Kapoor by the neck. The man's eyes bulged in terror as Subham's grip tightened.
"What are you doing?" Mr. Desai stammered, backing away.
"You'll pay for what you've done," Subham growled, his voice cold as ice.
Subham's anger fueled his strength as he tortured Mr. Kapoor and Mr. Desai, inflicting upon them the same pain they had caused Ananya. He moved with precision, ensuring they felt every ounce of suffering they had inflicted on her. The lobby echoed with their screams.
When it was over, their lifeless bodies lay on the ground, a stark reminder of their cruelty.
### Farewell
Subham returned to Ananya's room, his heart heavy. She was standing there, tears streaming down her ghostly face.
"Thank you," she whispered, her voice filled with gratitude. "You've avenged me."
Subham nodded, his eyes meeting hers. "You can rest now, Ananya. Your tormentors have been dealt with."
Ananya smiled through her tears. "Goodbye, Subham. And thank you, from the bottom of my heart."
With those words, Ananya's spirit began to fade, finally finding peace. Before she disappeared completely, she moved closer to Subham and hugged him, her ghostly form surprisingly solid and warm for a moment. Subham felt a surge of emotion, and he hugged her back, offering comfort and solace in her final moments.
As she pulled away, Ananya's form became more translucent until she vanished entirely, leaving the room empty and silent.
### Back to Vidur's Mansion
Subham returned to Vidur's mansion, his mind still reeling from the day's events. As he entered, his friends and Master Vidur noticed the somber expression on his face.
"Subham, what happened?" Saheli asked, her voice filled with concern.
Subham recounted the entire ordeal, from Ananya's tragic fate to the brutal vengeance he exacted on her tormentors. His friends listened in stunned silence, their expressions a mix of shock and sorrow.
Vidur placed a reassuring hand on Subham's shoulder. "You did the right thing, Subham. Sometimes, justice requires difficult choices. But you've also ensured that an innocent soul can finally rest."
Subham nodded, but then he hesitated. "Master, is there any way to give Ananya a human body again? Is there a way to bring her back to life?"
Vidur's eyes widened slightly in surprise, but then he nodded thoughtfully. "There might be a way, but it's not easy. The herb you received from the village chief could be a key ingredient in a potion that creates a human body. However, you'll need other rare herbs and a significant amount of spiritual energy."
Subham's heart leaped with hope. "What other herbs do I need?"
Vidur listed a few rare herbs, each with specific properties essential for the potion. "These herbs are not easy to find. You'll need to embark on a challenging journey to collect them."
### Determined to Help
Subham's resolve strengthened. He knew that bringing Ananya back would be difficult, but he was determined to try. "Thank you, Master. I'll do whatever it takes to gather these herbs."
Vidur nodded approvingly. "You have a noble heart, Subham. It's not just about strength, but also about compassion. Remember that on your journey."
### Preparations
Over the next few days, Subham began preparing for his quest to find the rare herbs. He also continued his cultivation, refining his skills and strengthening his spirit. The memory of Ananya's gratitude and her tragic end fueled his determination.
### Conclusion
As Subham lay in bed that night, he thought about the long journey ahead. It would be fraught with danger, but he was ready to face it. For Ananya, and for all the innocent souls like her, he would fight with every ounce of his being. With his friends and Master Vidur by his side, he knew he could overcome any obstacle. The road ahead was uncertain, but Subham embraced it with unwavering resolve.
And so, with a heart full of purpose, Subham drifted into a restless sleep, dreaming of the day he could bring Ananya back to life and give her the peace she truly deserved.