Anirban, as it turned out, wasn't your typical horror ghost.
He didn't want revenge.
He didn't want to possess anyone.
He wanted—
"Wi-Fi."
Riya stared. "You're haunting us… for Wi-Fi?"
"I've been dead for three years," Anirban snapped. "Do you know how boring eternity is without internet?"
Arjun whispered, "I kind of respect him."
Riya smacked him.