NO 13
House No. 13, shrouded in shadows, tenants weird & bold. Whispers spread of midnight chants & glowing windows. Owners Raja & Lina dread the monthly rent visits. "They're hiding something!" Lina whispers. One night, Raja decides to sneak in.
Raja crept through overgrown bushes, phone's flashlight flickering. He peeked through a grimy window, inside, tenants huddled around a table, masked faces UP. A whisper echoed: "The thirteenth house., ours now." Raja stumbled back, tripped on a root. As he scrambled up the front door creaked.
Raja bolted, heart racing like crazy. He burst into the night, House No. 13's door swung shut with a creepy squeak. Next day, Raja & Lina served eviction notices. Tenants didn't flinch. "You'll regret this," one whispered, mask slipping.
Midnight. Raja & Lina arrived with locksmiths. Tenants vanished. Inside, walls whispered "too late". Lina found a photo: Raja & Lina's faces masked, captioned "Welcome to 13". Door slammed shut. They ran.
Raja & Lina fled to a police station. Panting, they told the story. Officer nodded, "Same report, every 13th of the month/ "House No. 13? Doesn't exist." Map showed a blank space.
The officers exchanged a creepy grin. "Welcome to House No. 13, Raja & Lina." The station vanished. They were back at the house. Tenants in masks cheered. Raja & Lina screamed. Fade to black.
14 JAN 2026
