I had made an arrangement. I had told another doctor who was also friendly with me, “You lie down amongst the corpses and when I enter the door…you have not to do anything, you just sit up. Cover yourself with a white cloth so nobody will know – that will be enough.”

I took my friend there, opened the door, and pulled him inside the room by the hand. I said, “Come in, there is nothing to be worried about, these are dead bodies, skeletons. You also have a skeleton within your skin. So there is no need to worry; you belong to the same category. Soon you will be dead and you will be in this hall. It is better to be acquainted with these people right now.”

As we entered, the doctor not only got up, but he screamed. He screamed because he was not aware that I had put another man in there also. So while he was lying down there, the other man was getting up, going down, getting up, going down. The doctor was almost on the verge of death, because he was not aware that there was another man also; and the door was locked so he could not escape: it is better to remain silent – if this ghost becomes aware of him, he’s going to torture him.

As we reached the hall he threw off his white cloth, jumped out and said, “My God! You have put me in such trouble. I was thinking it is a joke; it is not a joke! There is another ghost, a real ghost! And he’s doing exercises. He gets up, lies down, gets up, lies down…. You don’t know in what hell I’ve been for these few hours.”

And my friend who had come with me, his face became completely white.

He said, “This is a doctor?”

I said, “Yes, he is your colleague.”

He said, “What is he doing here?”

I said, “Well, I don’t know, just ask him.”

But he was not in a situation to say anything. He was stuttering because he was shooing the other ghost away.

I said, “Let us go to him.” Nobody was ready to go to him. I went and pulled up his cloth.

They both looked at him and they said, “Another colleague? My God, should we look at the other corpses also? Do doctors come to sleep here in the night?”

I said, “It is better you become acquainted – once in a while come and sleep here, and see what the ghosts do in the night. Sometimes they dance, they sing, they play ping-pong. And one day you are going to be here, so it is better to be acquainted beforehand; otherwise you will be in much trouble.”

All three left me there and escaped. I had not told the first doctor about the second, neither had I told the second about the first. When the first jumped up, the second was so shocked that he started trying to feel his heart, whether he is still alive or he is finished. And my host could not sleep the whole night, again and again he would come into my room.

I said, “What is the matter?”

He said, “I feel afraid.”