It was a dark and stormy night as the train pulled into the station. The passengers stepped out, shivering in the cold, and made their way towards the exit. But something was off. The station was eerily quiet, and there was no one there to greet them.
As they walked towards the exit, they noticed a strange figure standing in the shadows. It was a tall man with a hooded cloak, his face obscured by the darkness. The passengers whispered nervously amongst themselves, wondering who he could be.
One of the passengers was a young woman named Naina. She was a writer, traveling to the station to gather inspiration for her next book. As she walked towards the exit, she couldn't shake the feeling that something was watching her. She turned around, but the figure was gone.
Suddenly, a loud scream echoed through the station. The passengers froze in fear, wondering what could be happening. They looked around, but there was no sign of anyone else in the station.
As they continued towards the exit, they heard another sound - the sound of footsteps, coming closer and closer. They turned around, and saw the figure from before, walking towards them with slow, deliberate steps.
The passengers began to run, their hearts pounding in their chests. They didn't know what was happening, but they knew they had to get out of the station as quickly as possible.
One of the passengers was a man named Rohit. He was a police officer, and he quickly took charge of the situation. He led the group towards a small room in the station, where they barricaded the door and waited for help to arrive.
As they sat there, waiting in silence, they heard strange noises coming from outside. It sounded like someone was scratching at the door, trying to get in.
Suddenly, the door burst open. A group of zombies poured into the room, their eyes glowing with an otherworldly light. The passengers screamed in terror, scrambling to escape.
Naina and Rohit fought bravely, using whatever they could find as weapons. They managed to fend off the zombies, but they knew they couldn't stay in the station any longer.
They made their way towards the train, hoping to find safety there. But the train was empty, and they realized with horror that they were trapped.
As they sat there, waiting for help to arrive, they heard a voice in the darkness. It was the figure from before, and he was laughing.
"You can't escape," he said. "This station is cursed. You're all going to die here."
The passengers huddled together, their hearts pounding with fear. They knew they had to find a way out, but they didn't know how.
Suddenly, a hand reached out from the darkness, grabbing Naina by the throat. She gasped for air, struggling to break free.
Rohit sprang into action, pulling the figure from the darkness and throwing him to the ground. He ripped off the hood, revealing the face of the station manager.
"You're the one behind this," Rohit said. "What have you done?"
The station manager laughed, his eyes glowing with an otherworldly light. "I've summoned the spirits of the dead," he said. "They're hungry for blood, and they won't rest until they've claimed their victims."
The passengers realized with horror that they were trapped in a nightmare. They fought bravely, using all their skills to survive. But in the end, they knew they were no match for the supernatural forces at work.
As the sun rose on the Indian railway station, the passengers lay dead and the station manager vanished into the darkness. No one ever found out what happened that night, but the legend of the cursed station lived on for generations to come.