There was a loud c***k and a strong smell of burnt ash and alcohol filled the air as they broke into a small hut. "I'm feeling nauseous," said Zarna and covered her mouth with her handkerchief. "I'm having a bad feeling about this place already," said Advika as she removed the spider webs hanging from the low roof. Maya shut the door behind them and switched on the torch. It was pitch dark. The hut had rough stone walls, torn blackened red carpet, and ash lying all over the floor. "Don't," warned Advika as she held her phone's flashlight up at Zarna who was going to touch the chairs. "Don't touch anything," she said. "Aren't we here to inspect?" questioned Zarna and kept her phone back in her pocket. "Wear the gloves," said Maya and walked towards a portrait hanging on the wal

