This story is about my uncle's (Father's Brother) first encounter with ghosts.
It was Year 2007; My Uncle Anil (Name changed) was young 22 years old guy (Now 31), He was working in Mumbai that time at a "Call Center". The company provided a Guest house to my uncle and also other boys who worked with him. That guest house was of only two floors, ground and first, the kitchen and bathroom was in the ground floor and sleeping settlement was in first, first floor also had a balcony with a stair which leads to the roof. (Roof was not so sliding; people can sit or sleep on it) There were total 20 boys including my uncle. They had morning shift and night shifts and it was not permanent which boys would get morning or night shift, sometimes they had to do double shifts, morning and night both. They didn't know that something bad was coming for them.
It was mid-winter, maybe October, 15 boys were gone for their night shift and the rest of 5 were almost asleep when they heard a loud noise of utensils falling. They when down to the kitchen to find out, what they saw made them surprise, all the utensils were down on floor, rolling here and there, they kept them properly, and came back to their room. But, when they were about to enter their room, they saw something disgusting. They saw a rat, sliced in three, just between the doors of their room. However, in disgust they cleaned that placed and went to sleep. But after few minutes they heard some noises from the roof, like someone was running up of their head. They went looking up the roof but nothing was to be found.
It repeated for a week, then one day all the boys had night shift leaving my uncle alone in that guest house. He was scared to be alone in that house, when suddenly the power got cut and the whole house was in darkness, when uncle lit a candle, he felt something weird, like someone was with him in the bedroom. He went looking and just when he saw a figure visible due to moonlight and candle went off like someone had blew air to it.
He was paranoid, ran to the roof, and was relaxed. It was quite, and the moon was looking too beautiful. He slept on the roof. But after an hour maybe, he woke up feeling cold and scared, he smelled something like rotting flesh, he suddenly felt like someone was breathing to his right, and when he turn to his horror he saw a women, dressed in full black (Muslim dress) and also her face was covered with "NIQAB" (Muslim women wear it) only her eyes visible which was red like blood, looking at him. He just screamed and fell off from the roof and got unconscious.
When he woke up, he was surrounded by his friends. He said what he saw and they went searching for an answer about this horror happening. There was a tea stall in front of that guest house, who knew about this.
He said that a doctor lived here with his wife 15 years ago. One day the doctor disappeared, and after a week weird smell was coming out of that house, police came and they found a woman dead, almost decomposed. She was murdered. No one knows why did her husband kill her and until date her husband is still missing.
My uncle and his friend left that place and went to some other accommodation. And until now, no one is allowed to live in that guest house.