True story

• I am narrating this story from the person who told it last night
  In 2001, we took a plot of a new factory on a rented place near Shafiq Mor, New Karachi. It was a big plot with different factories on three portions. As soon as we entered the gate, the watchman's room, then two factories on both sides and our front. As soon as we entered our portion of the factory, the front office was lined with raw materials in a warehouse on one side and machines on the other side.
  There were empty plots on three sides and in front of the gate there was a tea house and a paan shop.
  When we had a new job, we often used to make samples there and used to sit there till late at night and have food, tea and cigarettes.
  One night around ten past ten, the boy was sent to get food and tea and cigarettes, suddenly it rained, after a while the food arrived, then everyone started eating together. His wife or daughter is bathing alone in the rain wearing a red ensemble.
  When we finished eating etc., the rain had also stopped, we all started leaving for home, the car started leaving the gate, then deliberately looked towards the roof, there was someone sitting there wearing a red cloak or dupatta.
  After two or three days, the matter came to an end, then suddenly it started raining again during the day, this time the rain was a bit heavier. He did it and sent the boy to the watchman that water is coming from the roof above, so we have to go up and put plastic so that the water does not come in, but the boy came back and said that the watchman is saying that there is no way to go up. Arrange a ladder yourself. Immediately we remembered that woman sitting on the roof, so I went to the watchman myself and told him that where your family lives, we will go from that side.
  The watchman was surprised and worried and said, "Our family is in the village, no one lives on the roof, nor is there any way, so where did the woman come from?"
  to be continued