Darkroom Diaries : Whispers In the Fog
~Darkroom Diaries~ 1
She lived alone a rented flat near her college .
Her mornings were fild with brushes and black coffee,
Days with lectures, sketches and stolen glances at shadows,
Evenings......were for painting what she couldn't say aloud.
But something changed last week-
Her nightmares returned.
And with it, someone else came back too.
Raina Mitra - 20 years old.
Art student, dreamer, quite, observant, emotionally intense.
loves painting strange visions.
The kind of girl who spoke more through colors then trough words.
She lived in silence-until silence spoke back.
Raina was sitting on a chair, painting, like every day.
Unknwn person
The girl you painted in charcoal today...she had the same fear in her eyes.
just like you.
A notification suddenly appeared on Raina's phone, a unown person.📱
Raina Mitra | FL
Who is this ?
How do you know about the sketch? (with scared)
Unknwn person
Her hair was wet.
like she just climbed out of a river, you used to draw her every monsoon.
Raina Mitra | FL
...No one was supposed to see that.
How do you even see.
Unknwn person
You locked it in your sketchbook.
But you forgot... she was never looked in
Raina Mitra | FL
(typing... then stoping)
(typing again)
Are you following me ?
Unknwn person
No
I've always been ahed of you.
Raina's fingers frozen above the keyboard.
her heart skipped in confusion, not fear.
That painting was from a memory.
A face she only saw in dreams.....or hallucinations ?
- Raina's pov -
“He mentioned the river girl again.
I stopped painting her 5 years ago-after father's accident.
After that scream in the basement I never dared investigate.
So how does a stranger know about her ?”
{ 06:30 AM } Alarm buzz ⏰
She wakes up in the morning, drinks coffee, and feels refreshed.
Raina steps out on oversized shirt and rolled-up jeans.
Her eyes tired and smile-missing
That unown person's message came to her phone again.📱
Unknwn person
You were grey when you are sad .
you wore red that night.
Blood Red
Raina Mitra | FL
(Raina gasps)
(Her phone almost drops on the bus)
Disha | Raina's best friend
You have been weird all day... Raina,
Did you even sleep ?
Raina Mitra | FL
What if someone knows your memories?
The once you never told anyone?
Disha | Raina's best friend
I think you call the police
Raina Mitra | FL
(Softly)
What if... I don't want them to stop?
{ Later That Evening - Raina Returns Home }
She locks the door,Draws the curtains.
Switches on the yellow fairy lights
around her easel.
She sits and painting again.
but this time....
She pains a figure behind her own reflection.
Tall,
Shadowy,
Eyes that smile... but not kindly.
Unknwn person
📱
I see her again.
Standing behind you.
But tonight...she turned her head.
Raina Mitra | FL
WHO ARE YOU ?
Unknwn person
You'll know soon.
I have been waiting to meet you in person.
And
when I do...
You'll remember everything.
A soft knock on the door and she freezes,
looks at the clock : {12:00 AM }
A special thing -
The pictures here are not mine, if i upload a picture drawn by me, I will tell you the picture because i am an artist ❤.
~Darkroom Diaries~ 2
The kettle whistles.
To stay pop out of the toster-burnt.
like ever other Monday.
Raina warps her shawl tighter, rubbing her cold finger together.
Her routine was comfort and also her prison.
Bathroom Steam ---
Raina stood up under the sower
Raina Mitra | FL
*(Suddenly she thought someone was watching him.
As she wipes the mirror-
She freezes.
For just a second, a man's silhouette stands behind her.
But no one's there.)*
Unown Person
( Real name hidden)
Presence : Mostly through chat at first, then as a stranger in her surrounding.
Tone : Clam, poetic, slightly haunted.
Motive : Draws Raina back to a past she 's forgotten-a tragedy unfinished.
Twist : Has a romantic possibly obsessive attachment to her-protective yet dengerous.
Unknwn person
~I'm Always Watching You~
My Dear 🖤
Type : Loud, energetic, loves gossip, fiercely loyal.
Role : Adds lightness but slowly gets dragged in to the dark mystery.
And she senses the danger first.
{ 09:10 AM } Bus to college
Chat Notification : Unown📱
Unknwn person
You painted me again last night.
Standing behind your mirror.
Raina Mitra | FL
That not possible. I didn't even draw.
Unknwn person
Then why are your finger stained with black charcoal ?
Raina Mitra | FL
*(She looks down)*
She walks into class.
Disha greets her with her usual “zombi eyes” coment.
But Raina's mind is elsewhere-on the brush strokes, she doesn't remember making.
[ Lunch Break - College Canteen ]
Disha | Raina's best friend
You're scaring me. Don't lie-you're seeing someone, aren't you ?
Raina Mitra | FL
(Half-laughs)
Yeah.... someone from a dream I didn't invite.
Disha | Raina's best friend
That's not romantic, baby. That's like horror film
Raina walks alone. The streets are grey.
Suddenly, she feels it-
Like someone watching from across the road.
Unknwn person
*( There he stands.
Tall, black coat, half his face over with scarf.
Their eyes meet-hers widen.
Suddenly a car passes, he's gone.)*
[ At Home | She paints 🖌]
She starts with her own reflection.
But her brush moves on its own...until he appears beside her--again.
She doesn't stop
Chat Notification : Unown📱
Unknwn person
Thank you.
You captured my eyes perfectly this time.
Raina Mitra | FL
What do you want from me?
Unknwn person
To remember.
To finished what we started in the dark.
Raina Mitra | FL
( Her painting blurs.
The painted version of her suddenly has someone holding her hand from the shadows...)
~Darkroom Diaries~ 3
It's raining outside.
Inside Raina's room, the candlelight flickers, casting long shadows.
She asleep at her desk-head on the table and charcoal dust on her fingers.
The painting she made tonight.
Unknwn person
*[ A man__his hand brushing against her cheek. ]*
Raina Mitra | FL
*[ She weaks up with a jolt.]*
Unknwn person
*[ A silhouette stand still, staring up at her.]*
Disha | Raina's best friend
Nightmare again?
Disha | Raina's best friend
Oof, you look someone kept you up all night.
Raina Mitra | FL
No....
It felt real.
He was outside my window, Disha.
Disha | Raina's best friend
Babe, I told you call the police. Or maybe...an exorcist?
Raina Mitra | FL
(Quietly)
What if I don't want him to leave?
Disha | Raina's best friend
What....?
Why didn't you want to get out of that situation?
Raina Mitra | FL
I don't know...
(thinking)
[ College's Stodio Hall ]
She sets up her canvas.
Halway through her strokes--
A strangers enter her room.
Tall. Dark. Clam.
Wearing the same scarf she saw two nights ago. He walks past silently but pases near her canvas.
Unknown Person
Nice hands. You paint with your soul.
Raina Mitra | FL
*( She looks up, their eyes lock. Her heart skips-but not in fear.)*
Unknown Person
*( He smile faintly )*
We will meet again Raina.
...............................
Home | Chat App Notification
📱
Unknwn person
So....you saw me.
Raina Mitra | FL
Why now? Why you Show up like this ?
Unknwn person
Because you finally remember my eyes.
The ones you closed... in the fire.
Raina Mitra | FL
What fire? Stop speaking in riddles !
Unknwn person
You painted the truth long before you lived it. And now you're painting me again.
That means...
We're close.
She Stares at the half finished canvas. Her brush trembles slightly as if unsure were to move next.
Raina Mitra | FL
(In her mind, The strangers voice echoes : “Nice hand, you paint with your soul. ”)
Raina Mitra | FL
(murmurs to herself)
Why do your words feel like I have heard them before ?
Why do yours eyes haunt my dreams...and now my days?
📱[ Phone Vibrates-Unknown ]
Unknwn person
Still thinking of me, artist ?
You look beautiful when you hesitate with your brush.
Raina Mitra | FL
(typing)
Where you really at my college?
Or am I just lousing my mind?
Unknwn person
You found me again.
That's all the matters. Now paint me like you did before... in that other life.
Raina Mitra | FL
*(Her fingers freeze on the screen.)*
Other life?
The candle flickers in reverse. Shadow warp around her, she sees a blurred version of herself in an old, vintage mirror-dressed differently.
In the background the same man from her painting, Standing closer... his hand over her heart.
Man in reflection :
You promised me a painting before the flames took us.
[ Suddenly everything goes dark. ]
[ Scene : Raina Wakes up-Sweating ]
She gasps, looks at the clock - 3:33 AM.
Canvas beside her now has... a faint outline of two hands almost touching.
She didn't paint that.
Raina Mitra | FL
(whispers)
This... is't possible...
[ Phone Vibrates
Again-Unknown ]
Unknwn person
Keep painting.
I'll find my way back to you... fully.
[ Next Day - College Library ]
Disha | Raina's best friend
*(Notice Raina zoning out)*
Disha | Raina's best friend
Hello? Raina... what's with your face ?
Raina Mitra | FL
(quietly)
Have you ever felt like...your hands remember someone your mind doesn't?
Disha | Raina's best friend
(slowly)
Okay. That's officially creepy poet territory. You need sleep or coffee. Or maybe an exorcism.
Disha | Raina's best friend
Don't you think so anymore.
You're becoming more and more like this day by day.
[ Back At Home -That Night ]
Raina pulls out all her old sketchbooks.
One of them has a half-finished face....the same sharp jaw, gentle eyes.
But the date says : 3 years ago.
Raina Mitra | FL
*(She drops the book.)*
[ Phone notification : “He's closer than you think." ]📱
Author
Hii,My Dear Friends. ❤
I will write more if you inspire me.❣️
This story is Dark Mysterious.
Please comment how you feel & don't forget
like 👍
Coment 💬
Subscrib ❤
Gifts 🎁
Votes 📥
Until then, be well. 👋☺
Download MangaToon APP on App Store and Google Play
