Deep in the heart of rural India, nestled between dense forests and misty rivers, lay a forgotten village named Devpur. Once thriving, it now stood in eerie silence, abandoned decades ago after a series of
unexplained deaths. No one dared to speak of it—only whispers of "unspoken fear" circled among nearby villagers.
Legend had it that every full moon, the spirits of Devpur returned, searching for what they lost—their peace. They were said to be victims of a ritual gone wrong. A tantrik, desperate for immortality, sacrificed innocent villagers during a lunar eclipse. But his dark magic backfired, binding their souls to the land for
eternity.
Years later, a group of four curious friends—Ravi, Meena, Jai, and Tara—decided to explore Devpur, ignoring the villagers’ warnings. As they entered the village, the air turned cold. The silence was unnerving, broken only by the sound of rustling leaves and whispers that seemed to come from nowhere.
They found old houses, broken idols, and strange markings on trees. At sunset, shadows began to move. Tara saw a woman in
white vanish behind a wall. Meena heard her name being called by a voice eerily like her dead grandmother’s. One by one, the group began to lose their grip on reality.
Ravi vanished near the old well, Jai ran screaming into the woods, never to return. Only Tara survived, found days later—shivering, eyes blank, muttering, "They never left... They never left..."
The village remains untouched. No one speaks of Devpur. No one dares to go near. But on full moon nights, flickering lights are seen dancing in the distance... and if you listen closely, you can hear voices calling—softly, painfully—"Set us free..."
