Chapter 63:The rise of Dr. Subham Roy

Subham's newfound career as an exorcist took off faster than he expected. The success of his first exorcism spread like wildfire, and soon his phone was ringing off the hook with calls from people seeking his services. Each day brought a new ghostly encounter, and Subham found himself becoming more skilled and confident with each exorcism.

### A Busy Schedule

Subham's days were now filled with exorcisms of all kinds. From haunted houses to possessed objects, he faced a variety of supernatural phenomena with calm determination. His friends marveled at his newfound success, and even Master Vidur couldn't help but be impressed by Subham's ingenuity.

One evening, as Subham prepared to head out on another job, Saheli and Ankan approached him with curious expressions.

"Subham, you're becoming quite the celebrity," Saheli remarked with a grin. "I heard someone mention your name at the market today."

Ankan nodded in agreement. "Yeah, people are starting to talk about you all over town. You've really made a name for yourself."

Subham chuckled modestly. "I suppose I have."

### The Haunted Manor

Subham's next assignment took him to a sprawling manor on the outskirts of town. The owner, a wealthy widow named Mrs. Kapoor, claimed that her late husband's spirit haunted the estate, wreaking havoc on anyone who dared to enter.

As Subham entered the grand foyer of the manor, he couldn't help but feel a sense of foreboding. The air was thick with an oppressive energy, and the shadows seemed to dance menacingly in the dim light.

Mrs. Kapoor greeted him with relief. "Thank goodness you're here, Dr. Roy. The ghost has been terrorizing my staff and guests for weeks."

Subham nodded solemnly. "Don't worry, Mrs. Kapoor. I'll take care of everything."

### A Comedy of Errors

Subham's investigation of the manor proved to be a comedy of errors. He tripped over loose floorboards, bumped into furniture in the dark, and even mistook a portrait of Mrs. Kapoor's late husband for the ghost at one point.

As he stumbled through the labyrinthine halls of the manor, his friends Saheli and Ankan watched from a safe distance, trying not to laugh at his misfortune.

"He's like a bull in a china shop," Saheli whispered with a giggle.

Ankan nodded, stifling a laugh. "I've never seen him so clumsy before. It's almost endearing."

### Confronting the Ghost

Despite his mishaps, Subham eventually located the source of the haunting—a hidden chamber in the basement where Mrs. Kapoor's late husband had conducted his occult experiments. There, he found the ghost of Mr. Kapoor, a spectral figure wreathed in ethereal flames.

Subham approached the ghost with caution, his heart pounding in his chest. "Mr. Kapoor, I understand that you're upset, but you can't stay here. It's time for you to move on."

The ghost glared at Subham with fiery eyes. "I will never leave this place! It is mine, and I will not be driven out by the likes of you!"

Undeterred, Subham drew upon his training and unleashed the Seven Melodies of Death. The haunting strains of his guitar echoed through the chamber, piercing the ghost's spectral form and banishing it from the mortal realm.

### A Job Well Done

As Subham emerged from the manor, he was greeted by a grateful Mrs. Kapoor. "Thank you, Dr. Roy. You've lifted a great burden from my shoulders."

Subham smiled warmly. "It was my pleasure, Mrs. Kapoor. Just doing my job."

As he walked back to Vidur's mansion, Subham couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. He had faced another supernatural threat and emerged victorious once again. And with each successful exorcism, his reputation as Dr. Subham Roy, Professional Exorcist, grew stronger.

Little did he know that even greater challenges lay ahead, but for now, he basked in the glow of his newfound fame and the camaraderie of his friends. With their support by his side, he was ready to face whatever the supernatural world had in store.