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15..14..13.. Time is creeping , I am sleeping , no no not sleeping but feeling sleepy , before clock strikes 3 pm I shall meditate (sleep) a little. I closed my eyes ... Darkness everywhere... I tried to look for some light . But it was terrible dark inside - outside. I moved ahead , cautiously . Fear is lurking inside but I have to be bold. I know I am alone, this room is empty. But I can hear some whispers , are they conspiring against someone? Or are they talking about me? Any time I can be attacked. I will have to keep my eyes wide open. Though it is still dark and I can not see a thing. Jesus! What's this? I saw a white patch in the middle of the air. No its not possible let me see - there is something solid. I touched it , its a wall. A white big patch in the wall , only visible thing in that dark hall. It looked like a corpse covered with shroud. Thank God ! Its not Egypt and there can be no mummies. Now I can see something , my eyes are getting accustomed to the darkness. More white patches ... Oh! How many ! And... Something black is there , I went near , as I was about to touch it , I realized its ... its a Spider . Looked above , spider webs were hanging above my head . I moved ahead and again threw a glance around me. A continuance slow sound of cracking so I again looked above , a very clumsy fan . Now I was not as afraid as before . Thoughts are freely coming to my mind. Is it a Medieval Castle ? Or a Haunted place? Its hot and barren and so dull that I feel more sleepy . I can see many ghosts around me . But they are harmless poor ghosts , some are dozing off like me , some are tensed , some are just lost in some other world. They are all poor sad ghost - one like me!.... My reverie broke as the bell made horrible sound , I opened my eyes , felt I was watching a dream - a dream of haunted place which was so similar to this place - My Examination Hall. Yes , I slept 15 minutes ... Exam time Nightmare and Horror. I just wish they had a fairy kinda place rather than ghost like at least I would see a good romantic dream .

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