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What the hell?
Sh*t!
Sh*t!
I don't even have my phone.
What should I do?
Can anybody hear me?
Hey! Hey, wake up!
Hey!
Where am I?
Room 226.
Who are you?
I'm Nikhil.
Top Floor! Room 433.
Help me get up.
Never saw you in the hostel before!
I keep confined...myself... to my room.
I know your roommate Ravi.
So, you must be Mohit!
How did you end up here?
Actually, Ravi was chasing me...
Suddenly, I came across his room...
and entered it.
Ah! That's one weird story.
But, it doesn't matter.
As we are locked in the hostel all alone.
You are telling me that we're locked!
Yes! We are.
Go on! See for yourself.
You see?
Locked!
Can anybody hear me?
I've tried everything.
I think the hostel is shut down.
Is there no one left?
It sure looks like it.
Do you have your phone?
I lost my phone today morning, at the station.
And my phone is in my room,
and I’ve locked it.
How did you get locked up in your own room?
I had my train this morning.
So, when I went to the station,
my phone got stolen.
I filed a police complaint, but
in the chaos
I missed my train.
So, I came back to the hostel.
Before entering the room,
I saw my roommate's luggage outside.
I imagined, he must be leaving.
I entered the room and slept.
When I woke up,
I found myself locked from outside
and then, I found you in the balcony.
How did your roommate not notice us in the room and locked us away?
I think,
I think,
I know how.
Maybe,
when he came down searching for you
and couldn't find you,
he must have decided to pack his bags.
Unfortunately, he must have not cared
to take a look in the balcony.
Just before leaving, he must have gone to the neighbour's room.
That's when I noticed his luggage.
And in that unfortunate moment, I entered the room.
He must have come back
from the neighbour's room
and then locked the room before going away himself thinking that I have already gone.
So, what should we do now?
Maybe! we should try breaking that ventilation.
We can.
Here, help me with this.
Do you think you will fit?
No, but you might!
I think, it's fruitless.
So that means, the only way to get out is
shouting it to the passers-by.
But, hardly any person passes by this road during the day time.
It's deserted.
I know.
We'll have to wait till the evening.
We can do nothing apart from waiting.
Yes. You're right.
So, what's your department?
ECE. But, I don't go to the college much.
Bunking the show?
No, like I told you before. I like being confined to my room.
People on my floor think the same way about me.
No, no. Mine is a different case entirely.
If I tell you, you won't believe me.
What? That you're a vampire.
Can't get out in the sun?
I wish it was that simple.
Yeah, nothing ever is that simple.
So, what is it?
It's better we wait it out without talking about it.
Why?
Because if we do, the conversation will go south.
Maybe I should tell you. That way you won't harm or worsen my condition.
Harm you?
Yes. You see...
I have this condition...
This disorder...
What disorder?
Wait, do you have dysentery?
Because if you do
I'll smack you unconscious before you can say
"I need to go to the washroom."
No, I told you it's not so simple.
So, you've got other digestive disorders as well?
Can it get any worse than this?
Bas! I'm gonna tell you.
But, you have to promise me that you will help me out of my mess.
I don't know you.
I've never even seen you before, until 5 minutes ago,
and you want me to help me out of your mess?
Yes. Because if you don't promise, I won't tell you.
Alright. Say.
I think you are just a projection of my subconscious.
A what?
I'm Schizophrenic.
And my doctor has advised me to confine myself to a room to lessen my brain activity.
To make my brain produce less... projections.
God, aren't you crazy?
Technically, I am.
And I would be in a mental hospital,
if I didn't have contacts.
I needed my B. Tech.
Hell! It is a lot worse than dysentery.
Tell me, this isn't a joke.
Tell me, my friends haven't planned this elaborate joke.
Imagine this, you don't have a family, friends or a lover.
No one you can trust.
Only yourself.
Only your senses.
What you see, hear or smell.
Okay!
You trust them not to be wrong, right?
You see, a person trusts his senses the most,
more than everyone and everything,
and this is where my tragedy is.
I can't trust my senses. They make sh*t up.
So, you think, your brain has made me up?
Everyone makes things up.
It's called make-believe.
But, those are small memory fragments.
When you combine all of them, you hallucinate meaningful things,
entire persons and events.
And this is called Schizophrenia.
And this is why, I keep myself confined to my room
to reduce hallucinations.
So, what made you roam around today?
I've never ever seen you in the mess.
My roommate brings food to my room.
Today is the end of the semester,
and I had enough of my room.
Oh God! This is just so huge to sink in.
I'm stuck in a room
with no one to hear me,
with a guy who thinks I don't exist.
Oh God! My head will burst.
Told you, it's not so simple.
I had told my projections earlier,
and I had worse reactions.
So, let me get this straight.
I'm stuck in a room with a guy who thinks I'm his hallucination and can kill me to
get out of his nightmare...
Well, I haven't killed or harmed anyone as of yet.
Can't say the same about my projections.
Remember, you promised to get me out of this mess.
Man, I just...
I still...I still...I'm in shock
You really think, I don't exist?
Calm down. Calm down.
I know you won't believe me.
None of my projections believed me earlier.
I had to kill them to make them disappear.
Oh God! I want to get out of here.
This person is crazy.
You don't need to hide anything.
You are just my projection.
Don't say that.
I'm not liking it.
Okay, Okay! I won't.
Will someone look for you or call you?
If you didn't reach home?
Your family?
Yeah!
My parents
and my younger brother.
I never knew my parents.
They died when, I was young.
I'm sorry.
Don't be!
I have a dog,
The cutest thing in the world.
And he is my everything.
I felt really bad...
Friend: Now, how will you tell this to your family?
My friends were scared of their parents,
and I had no one to be scared of.
I wish, I didn't have my parents,
or my all so loveable younger brother.
That's a terrible thing to wish.
You don't know anything about me.
Yes. I do.
Your thoughts are my thoughts.
You are not a real person.
Enough!
Can anyone hear me?
I know it's hard for you to believe.
Every time, I tried talking to my projections
and this is how they reacted.
It's better that I just kill you and end this hallucination,
like always have.
Look Nikhil,
whatever you are doing, it's not funny.
And if you want to survive this,
you need to stop this nonsense.
Right Now!
But what if I prove it to you that you are my projection.
Hey listen! Let me make you an offer.
You shut up and I don't hit you.
My projection seems so similar to me.
But what if I tell you that,
the paper you hid was the application form of your brother to get into this college.
Oh great!
So, you could have easily looked.
But what if I tell you that you don't intend to submit your brother's form.
Stop right there.
Don't play mind games with me.
Don’t make me hit you!
I know that your relation with your parents is not pleasant.
You're Adopted.
Ah! Get out of my head.
I don't want to hear any word. Shut up! SHUT UP!
Even if I'm hallucinating all of these, I do feel pain.
I should have killed you like my other hallucinations,
and end this nightmare.
How did you... How did you know where my knife was?
You use it to cut apples.
Look Nikhil...
All of this is inside my head.
You still don't see this, do you?
You're out of your mind.
Stay where you are.
We can wait this out.
Stay where you are.
Think for a moment, what if you are wrong!
And now I'm going to kill you and end this nightmare!
I'm sorry.
I didn't want to do this.
You're my subconscious.
I expected nothing less.
We could have...
simply..waited...
How many times I've to tell you Mohit, nothing ever is that simple.
You know,
now I doubt that you are my own subconscious.
I would never do this to own brother, what you're about to do.
I would give anything
to see my mom lay dinner plates for me.
I would give anything to have her hand on my head, when I'm sick.
Wouldn't give a damn even if she would hate me!
I crave for a family,
even a broken one.
Yeah...
You might be right.
Hey you!
Help us.
Tell the guards on the front gate that two guys are stuck in the hostel.
I found a passerby to help us.
We'll be out of here soon.
Looks like they're here.
How did you get locked here?
One minute!
I've some unfinished business.
Where is room 433!
Your thoughts are my thoughts.
You're not a real person.
Where is it!
I think you're just a projection of my subconscious.
Where the hell is room 433?
I'm Schizophrenic.
There is no room 433,
which means...
All of this is inside my head.
You still don't see this, do you?
I was the one hallucinating the whole time.
I wish, I didn't have parents.
Nikhil didn't have parents too.
He was the manifestation of my wishes,
of my own subconscious.
He changed me without existing,
without even being real.
What becomes of me now?
It's very complicated!
Here, let me help you.
I'm not able to solve it.
Told you it's not simple.