Horror story. Story must have 3-4 characters with
Horror story. Story must have 3-4 characters with less dialogues. Story setting must be minimalist and setting should be in boys hostel, college building and hospital building. Make it easy with good plot twist, easy to make a short film
The chipped paint of the boys’ hostel room peeled like sunburnt skin. Three figures huddled around a flickering kerosene lamp: Rohan, the brooding, quiet one; Vijay, the perpetually nervous; and Arjun, the pragmatic leader. A single, bloodstained playing card – the Queen of Spades – lay on the rough-hewn table. Arjun traced its outline with a trembling finger. His brother, Nikhil, had vanished three days ago.
The only clue? This card, found clutched in Nikhil’s empty bunk bed. The hostel, with its echoing corridors and shadowed corners, felt suffocatingly silent.
Their investigation led them to the dilapidated college building. Dust motes danced in the moonlight filtering through broken panes. They found another playing card, the King of Spades, tucked into a decaying textbook. The air hung heavy with the scent of damp earth and something else… something metallic.
Panic gnawed at Vijay. Rohan, his eyes shadowed, remained impassive. Arjun, however, felt a chilling certainty. They weren’t dealing with a simple disappearance.
The final card, the Jack of Spades, was found in the cold, sterile environment of the city hospital’s morgue. The air was thick with the smell of disinfectant, failing to mask the underlying scent of death that clung to the walls. They found it tucked into the pocket of a discarded lab coat.
Arjun looked at the three cards. A horrifying realization dawned. They weren’t clues, they were a countdown. He glanced at Rohan and Vijay, noticing the subtle change in their eyes, the slight tremor in their hands.
Then, a scream. It was Vijay. He pointed a shaking finger at the reflection in a nearby stainless steel surface. There, in the mirror, standing behind him, was Nikhil. Not the missing Nikhil. But a twisted, gaunt parody of him, his face a grotesque mask of malice, eyes burning with an unholy light. He held a fourth card. The Ace of Spades.
The twist? Nikhil hadn’t vanished. He had been replaced. Rohan, Vijay, and the creature masquerading as Nikhil were part of the same horrifying entity; a being that fed off fear and manifested itself by progressively replacing its victims, one by one, using the playing cards as a ritualistic countdown. Arjun was next.
