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In a remote village of Bangladesh, an abandoned house stood silently under the shadow of trees, covered in vines, rust, and forgotten memories. For the last 30 years, the villagers whispered one name with fear: “The Last Letter of the Haunted House,” the last letter of the haunted house. This is the story of a young man who dared to face the mystery and uncover the truth buried under dust and blood.

Haunted Roy Mansion covered in vines and fog at midnight.

The Forgotten Mansion of Chandpur: A Haunted House and The Last Letter

Chandpur village was known for its scenic beauty, open fields, and peaceful life. But at one end stood a house that everyone avoided, the Roy Mansion. Built during the British era, the mansion had become the center of a gruesome murder in 1995 when the only daughter of the Roy family, Meera, was killed on the night before her wedding.

Rumors claimed it was a family feud, others said it was something much darker. The police closed the case with no arrest. But the villagers believed Meera’s soul never left.

“They say if you walk past the house at midnight, you can still hear Meera crying…”

The Curious Arrival of Anik

In 2025, a young man named Anik, a journalist and ghost-story blogger, arrived in Chandpur. Anik was known for visiting haunted locations across Bangladesh and writing about them. He heard about Roy Mansion and one thing caught his interest: a mention of an unopened letter written by Meera before her death.

Anik believed that the letter might reveal the truth behind the murder. Locals warned him, but his curiosity was stronger than fear.

“I didn’t come here for ghosts. I came here for answers,” Anik said, holding his old camera and flashlight.

Entering the Haunted House
The gate creaked open, as if protesting Anik’s arrival. The air inside was damp, cold, and heavy with sorrow. Cobwebs hung like curtains, and the floor was littered with old newspapers and shattered glass.

Each step echoed, and with every creak of wood, Anik felt the eyes of the house watching him.

He found Meera’s room locked, untouched. With effort, he broke the rusted lock. The scent of sandalwood lingered faintly. A faded portrait of Meera looked down at him with lifeless eyes. On the table, under a dusty cloth, lay an old jewelry box.

Inside it is the letter.

Anik searching inside the haunted Roy Mansion.

The Last Letter

A Haunting Truth
The letter was yellowed, delicate, and written in beautiful Bengali handwriting:

If anyone finds this… know that my death was not an accident. Baba’s business partner, Ratan Babu, is behind it. He wants our property. He has threatened me, and tonight… he will kill me. Forgive me for not being strong enough to stop him.”

A yellowed old letter in Bengali found in a haunted house.

Anik’s heart pounded. This was the proof that no one had heard Meera’s dying words.

Suddenly, the door slammed shut.

Trapped with the Past
Darkness. Silence. Then… a soft whisper.

Anik

He turned, but no one was there. The air turned icy. His flashlight flickered. Shadows moved on the wall without a source. Meera’s portrait fell to the ground, revealing a hidden compartment.

Inside it, he found an old cassette player. He pressed play. A haunting melody filled the room, followed by Meera’s voice singing a lullaby, her last recording.

Anik fell unconscious.

Escape and Justice

He awoke outside the house, the letter still clutched in his hand. The villagers found him and rushed him to the local hospital. Upon recovery, Anik handed over the letter and tape to the authorities. The story made headlines.

After reopening the case, police arrested Ratan Babu, now an old man. He confessed under pressure, haunted by his own guilt for decades.

Roy Mansion was sealed permanently.

A Final Goodbye
Anik published the full story under the title: “The Last Letter of the Haunted House”. The article went viral, and people from across the country came to pay respect to Meera’s memory.

Her soul, at last, was at peace.

“Not every ghost wants to haunt. Some just want to be heard.”