It was a snowy winter ,the whole street was filled with with pure white snow and people were walking fastly.

it was the time of Christmas Eve and with a smile Mr.frank was sitting in his office ,which was near Wellington street.

Mr Frank's full name was Frank Chester,he was a newly appointment detective at the east hall which had a great history of solving mysterious cases and this is what other people think but it was sad for Mr.frank that there were no case for him until now.

Mr.frank 's desk was quite messed and he was staring long at the clock near the corner ,the state was full of boredness .The time was flowing quite slow for him and unable wait for long ,he shouted ' Mr.rowgreen are you there' .

Mr.cabel rowgreen was a smart and quick-witted person and close friend of Mr.frank. he was the perfect example of a ideal man with a good helping attitude.He looked quite handsome with brown eyes and perfect hair .

Mr.cabel who was called by Mr.Frank politely asked if there is anything he want ,but Mr.Frank smiled at him and firmly replied,

" Hey man,you don't have to be so polite and formal .

you know that we are quite close to call each other ****closely****."

hearing his words he replied,"okay ,may I know what you want ".

" hmmmm... as you know cabel ( * speaking informally. )there is no cases for this week so do you have any thing fun to do."

Cabel thought something for a while and replied"**why don't you go for a walk and while doing this you may find something to explore ".

"then alright I am going for a while , and cabel you should go and drink some coffee you look haggered**".

After ,cabel returned to his office Frank putted on his leather jacket which was quite warm during the frozen night in the London . He also wore a pair of gloves which fitted greatly in his rough hand and had a warm feeling and then he walked towards the entrance to check out his presence.

" Mr.frank where are you going ".

"oh ! it's you Sir Jonathan" frank politely replied and continues...

" I am just going for a walk and how did you come here any special situation"

' No ,I have come to meet Mr.cabel for something urgent"

' what happened is Everything alright,sir'

' No, Mr.frank everything's alright and I will see you soon '

Frank then greeted sir Jonathan and set out.The street was quite bright and there not that much snow as the snow storm stopped for a while ,and there was smell of a festival in the air .

Frank started humming as he was happy to see the people dancing, singing and greetings each other .But after reaching to an end frank found himself lost and that place was quite silent and abandoned ,he saw there was a dusty signboard.

Frank wiped it and it was written...

Frank never heard about the existence of this street , it may had existed but he didn't know as he was new to this town .He found himself curious and couldn't stop himself from going there.This place was quite old but despite of daytime this place was quite dark and there were no people anywhere so, he walked forward .

After walking sometime ,he found himself in a place more darker than before and was also feeling something was weird and unusual about the place .Frank was thinking that this place looked somewhat like a 90s horror movie scene and there were houses which looked like old abandoned haunted houses .He looked around and found himself completely lost in a unsual ,weird and spooky place .

Now Frank was completely helpless as there was nobody to help him but suddenly He heard .....

A crying sound of a woman ,the sound felt like someone was doing torture .But Frank thought for a while that the crying of a woman in this weird place in a weird easy was somewhat unusual, despite of this he couldn't stop himself and stated running in the direction from where the sound was coming .

" huff ..hufff..huff"

he breathe heavily and runned as fast he can ,after sometime he found himself in front of a house which was very spooky.

Frank was very nervous and horrified but he gathered all his courage and knocked at the door but there was no reply ,he knocked again but again there was no reply . he looked at the inside of house through window and saw that there was no one and the floor was empty with only a old chair.

Then after a while he loudly called if there is was anyone in the house , but still there was no answer.

But then he felt someone called him from behind but when he turned there was no one , now Frank was sure that this place was haunted .Then again he heard...

'stop!!!!!!'

" son, don't go inside this house"

he heard a old cracked voiced and this time there was a old man with white beard standing before him,seeing this man frank got afraid but somehow he also felt less nervous.

' who is this, do you live here Mr.??'

'but trust me I have never seen you before'

the old man questioned frank and as Frank was lost in this weird place he felt that he got someone to help him, so without wasting time he asked..

"may I know who are you sir ,and why this place is so dark ''

' son, I think you must have come to this place by mistake as no one ever comes here,please come with me '

without asking much frank followed the old man silently and stopped before a old bakery which seemed so old that it could fall anytime.

' son,this is my bakery please come in'.

Frank somewhat felt weird about the old man's kindness but the old man further added....

' if you don't want to go in ,you can sit in that wooden bench and don't be nervous I will not do any harm'

hearing the old man's word he felt appealed somehow and asked the old man who is he ,what is doing in this abandoned old town and why he stopped him from going inside that house.

The old took a deep sigh and replied....

' i am Billy witskinn ,once a famous baker of this street

this street was once famous and there were many people who lived here happily ,kanny smitten who was once my best friend also lived in this street in that house which you had visited earlier'

hearing such words from the man frank was surprised to know that the place which was weird,spooky ,dark and lonely was once a place where people lived happily.

Frank further asked the man about the reason why this street became this and is there any story behind this....

" yeah!! son ,past is prologue no one can free themselves from the fetters of the past ."

Billy 's tone was clearly very lonely and sad as he proceeded...

"This story of curse starts from ...........