horror story
The Last Passenger It was past midnight when Arjun , a young taxi driver, stopped his cab near the edge of the city. A woman in a white saree waved him down. Her face was pale, but her voice was soft. “Can you take me home?” she asked, handing him an old address written on paper. The road was dark, lined with tall trees. As they drove, Arjun tried to make small talk, but she stayed silent, staring out the window. Every time he glanced in the mirror, she seemed to be sitting a little closer than before, though she never moved. Finally, the cab stopped in front of a crumbling mansion. The woman stepped out without a word, walked to the gate… and vanished into thin air. Shaken, Arjun looked at the back seat. Lying there was a photograph —the same woman, smiling, with a date written below. The date was twenty years ago . The next morning, when Arjun returned to the mansion, the caretaker said, “No one lives here anymore. That lady… she died in an accident on this road. Exactly at m...