In Najafgarh, Delhi, a man’s horrifying death—nailed to the wall—unravels a haunting mystery that pulls three friends into a dark and sinister spiral.
Ronald had lived in Block A of Najafgarh his entire life. The neighbourhood was quiet, almost too quiet. One humid evening, while sipping chai on his balcony, he noticed something odd about the flat next door. The curtains hadn’t moved in days. That flat belonged to Mr. Sehgal—a man who rarely spoke but always watched.
Ronald called Neeraj, his childhood friend, over to check it out. They knocked on the door. No answer. Abhishek, Ronald’s next-door neighbour, joined them after overhearing the conversation. When they finally forced the door open, what they found stopped them cold.
Mr. Sehgal was inside. But not just lying dead. He was nailed upright to the wall—arms outstretched, eyes wide open, mouth agape. The room smelled of metal and mildew. Symbols were drawn in red on the floor. Not blood. Something darker, thicker.
The police arrived, but the body vanished by the next morning. Abhishek swore he saw Mr. Sehgal standing near the stairwell later that night, still nailed—still watching. Then, the knocking began. From inside their walls.
Neeraj left town. Ronald tried to burn incense and pray. But nothing worked. Abhishek disappeared two days later—his last message a shaky voice note: “He’s in the walls… I can’t move…”
Now, Ronald hears whispering at night, nails tapping gently behind the plaster.
Something nailed itself to their lives—and it refuses to leave.
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