Riya couldn't shake off the feeling of unease after the dream. It felt too real, too vivid. She couldn't help but wonder if it was a premonition or just her overactive imagination. The memory of the faceless woman still sent shivers down her spine. She couldn't bring herself to tell anyone about the dream, not even her mother.
Days passed, and Riya tried to avoid looking at the abandoned bungalow. But every time she glanced in that direction, she could feel the spirit's presence. It was as if the bungalow was calling out to her, urging her to come back. She knew it was foolish, but she couldn't resist the temptation to explore the abandoned house once again.
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