The Terrifying Secret of the Abandoned Village | Haunted Village Horror Story

 No one in the nearby town spoke about Darganpur after sunset. The village had been abandoned for decades, yet faint lights were often seen glowing between its broken houses. Curious and skeptical, Aman decided to uncover the truth one night.

As he entered the village, the air turned unnaturally cold. Doors creaked open on their own, and footsteps echoed behind him, though no one was there. In the center stood a banyan tree, its roots wrapped around old graves. Suddenly, whispers filled the air, calling his name.

Aman found an old diary inside a ruined house. It revealed that the villagers had performed a forbidden ritual to gain prosperity, but it went wrong. Trapped spirits cursed the land, forcing everyone to flee overnight.

The whispers grew louder. Shadowy figures surrounded Aman, their hollow eyes burning with rage. He ran, but the paths kept leading him back to the banyan tree. Just as the shadows closed in, he screamed.

At dawn, villagers found Aman unconscious at the entrance of Darganpur. He survived, but his hair had turned white. Even today, he warns everyone: the village is not empty—it is watching.

Now It’s Your Turn: The Terrifying Story of 13th Street | Real Horror Story

 

was a dark, silent night when Rohan decided to take a shortcut through 13th Street, a road everyone in town avoided. The street had a reputation — people who entered after midnight were never seen again. But Rohan didn’t believe in ghost stories. He laughed as he crossed the old flickering streetlight that marked the beginning of the street.




A chilling wind brushed past him, and he heard faint whispers calling his name. He turned, but no one was there. The further he walked, the heavier the air became. Suddenly, he saw a shadow — tall, thin, and moving unnaturally fast. It whispered, “Now it’s your turn.” Terrified, Rohan ran, but every turn led him back to the same spot — the broken streetlight.




The next morning, his bike was found on the road, still running… but Rohan had vanished. Since that night, every midnight, the streetlight flickers again, and locals say they can hear Rohan’s voice whispering to passersby — “Now it’s your turn…”