In a quiet colony near Hyderabad, an old, deserted bungalow stands, a remnant from the British era. This house has whispers surrounding it, tales of suicides and murders lingering in the air. Over time, it has become a place that no one dares to approach. Three adventurous friends—Satish, Ravi, and Sunil—decide to challenge the myths. They are filled with bravado, dismissing the spooky stories as mere fabrications. Armed with flashlights and a shared sense of courage, they step inside the eerie, ancient structure. The moment they cross the threshold, a musty smell engulfs them, and they catch sight of dusty portraits watching their every move. As night falls, strange noises echo from the upper floors. The friends exchange nervous glances as they find chilling messages scrawled on the walls in what appears to be blood, warning them to leave or sacrifice their own blood. Fear grips them tighter with each passing moment. Suddenly, Ravi collapses, twisting unnaturally. His eyes turn white as he warns them of the house's dark past, heightening their terror. The atmosphere grows heavier. In a frenzied attempt to escape the clutches of the spirit haunting the bungalow, they find the doors sealed tight. As the walls seem to throb with the presence of an unseen force, they gather what little strength they have left. At dawn, as sunlight begins to fill the rooms, they make one last effort, confronting the spirit that has taken hold of Ravi. With a powerful surge, they dash towards the front doors, finally bursting out into the safety of the morning light. Their hearts race as they leave the ghastly place behind, forever haunted by the chilling encounter they experienced that night. The bungalow now stands untouched, its stories still whispered among the locals, particularly about a woman in a white dress who watches from the windows at midnight.