"The Window That Shouldn’t Be There"

 

🕯 Introduction

In an old apartment block in Lahore’s Anarkali Bazaar, there’s a brick wall at the end of the 5th-floor hallway.
Or… at least, there used to be.

One night, tenants swore a window appeared there—tall, narrow, and blacker than the night outside.

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👀 The First Look

Shazia, a seamstress living on that floor, said she noticed movement in the glass.
Not a reflection—something inside the darkness.

It was a man’s face.
Pale.
Grinning too wide.

When she stepped closer, he whispered through the glass:

“Help me open it.”

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🩸 The Pull

The next morning, the window was gone. Bricks were back in place, as if it had never been there.
But Shazia’s neighbors said she didn’t leave for work that day.

Her sewing machine still sat by her door. Her tea was still warm.
The only thing missing… was her reflection in the hallway mirror.

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📌 If you ever see a window where there shouldn’t be one—don’t look inside.