Room Number 304 Encounter
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Sameera was honking at the doorstep, she left several messages on my cell but I did not go through any of them. Yeah, we were trying to make use of the best possible use of remaining hours of the weekend to drink life from the lees. I wanted to be a Paranormal investigator ever since my adolescence, but alas! Today I am nothing but a journalist. Her mother was out of town, she went to visit a distant relative of ours and we screamed in unison, “SISTERS BEFORE MISTERS.”