Chapter 2: The Room With No Number
(اردو ترجمہ نیچے ہے)
Ali's scream echoed through the empty hospital.
When the elevator door opened again, he wasn’t there. Only his flashlight was left, still glowing on the floor.
Somewhere deep inside the hospital, Ali woke up. He was lying on a cold metal bed, in a room with no lights… and no number on the door.
The walls were covered in black handprints.
Suddenly, the lights blinked on for a second. In that flash, he saw something in the mirror — a face, pale and bloody, watching him.
A voice whispered again:“Why did you come here...?”
Ali screamed and tried to run, but the door wouldn’t open. It was sealed shut… from the outside.
And then… a loud knock.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
But it wasn't on the door…It was inside the room.

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باب ۲: وہ کمرہ جس کا کوئی نمبر نہیں تھا
علی کی چیخیں خالی اسپتال میں گونج رہی تھیں۔
جب لفٹ کا دروازہ دوبارہ کھلا، تو علی وہاں نہیں تھا۔ صرف اُس کی ٹارچ فرش پر پڑی تھی، جو اب بھی جل رہی تھی۔
علی ایک کمرے میں جاگا — ٹھنڈے لوہے کے بستر پر۔ وہاں نہ روشنی تھی، نہ کھڑکی، نہ کوئی دروازے پر نمبر۔
دیواریں سیاہ ہاتھوں کے نشانوں سے بھری ہوئی تھیں۔
اچانک روشنی ایک لمحے کو چمکی۔ اسی لمحے اُس نے آئینے میں ایک چہرہ دیکھا — سفید، خون آلود، اور خوفناک۔
ایک آواز پھر سرگوشی میں بولی:"تم یہاں کیوں آئے ہو...؟"
علی چیخا، بھاگنا چاہا، مگر دروازہ نہیں کھلا۔ وہ باہر سے بند تھا۔
پھر… دروازے پر دستک ہوئی۔
ٹھک۔ ٹھک۔ ٹھک۔
لیکن وہ دروازے پر نہیں تھی…بلکہ کمرے کے اندر۔

Title: Whispers in the Hospital
Genre: Horror / ThrillerLanguage: English

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Summary:Ali, a brave teenager, enters a haunted hospital on a dare — but something dark is waiting inside. Will he ever return?

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Story:
Once a proud hospital, now abandoned.
Everyone in the town of Green Hollow knew never to go near the old "Saint Mercy Hospital." They said the walls whispered at night, and anyone who dared enter never came back the same.
But Ali, a curious 17-year-old boy, didn’t believe in ghost stories. On a dare from his friends, he decided to spend one night inside.
As he stepped into the cold, silent halls, he felt a strange chill. The lights flickered — even though the hospital had no electricity for ten years.
Ali walked deeper, his flashlight trembling in his hand. Suddenly, a soft whisper came from behind:
"Help me..."
He turned — no one.
His heartbeat raced. “It’s just my mind,” he said, forcing a smile. But then… footsteps echoed. Not his own.
He ran to the elevator, but it opened on its own. Inside, a nurse stood, her face pale and eyes black.
Ali screamed, but the elevator door slammed shut.
No one ever saw him again.
But some nights, if you pass by Saint Mercy Hospital, you’ll hear a boy screaming from inside, calling for help...

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