Babaji, with a greed-filled smile on his face, says...
Babaji:
"(Laughing) Don't worry. No spirit can enter this ashram without my permission."
Hearing this, the three of them breathe a sigh of relief. Babaji signals his disciple. After a short while, everyone sitting in front of Babaji starts chanting praises in his name. Babaji quiets them down and speaks to the three boys...
Babaji:
"I have prepared a protective talisman for your safety. Baba will only need an offering of 210,000 rupees so that the talisman works properly."
Just as Babaji is saying this, suddenly Ayan, Rishabh, and Pankaj feel an icy wind cold enough to freeze even a soul.
The three begin trembling in fear and turn back.
The boy (spirit) was slowly walking toward them. His eyes had turned red with anger. With a terrifying smile on his face, he kept moving forward steadily. Seeing him coming closer, they grab Babaji's feet...
All three together:
"(Terrified) Baa... baa... he... he's... coming..."
Seeing them so frightened, Babaji looks ahead, but he cannot see anything. Still, he pretends as if he can see the ghost.
Babaji:
"Do not worry. I myself summoned him to grant him liberation."
Hearing this, the boy (spirit) becomes even angrier, and suddenly the weather turns violent. Dark clouds gather in the sky.
The entire sky fills with dust. The cows begin running in fear. Everyone sitting in front of Babaji runs inside the temple.
Seeing all this, even Babaji starts feeling afraid, but he cannot run because the three boys are clinging tightly to his legs.
Babaji continues his act and starts waving the peacock-feather broom lying beside him in the air. Suddenly, the boy (spirit) teleports near Babaji and slaps Rahu, who was standing beside him. The moment the slap lands, Rahu starts spinning in circles.
Then the spirit snatches the broom from Babaji's hand, lifts Babaji into the air, and begins beating him. Babaji's face swells from the beating. After that, the boy (spirit) throws Babaji toward Rahu, who is still spinning, and both of them collide and fall into the nearby pond.
Now the boy (spirit) picks up a wet neem stick lying nearby and starts hitting the three boys...
Boy(spirit):
"(While hitting) I considered you my friends... but you...."
Pankaj:
"(Crying) If you had really considered us friends... you wouldn't have hit us..."
After hearing this, he suddenly stops. A broken neem stick remains in his hand as he starts turning around, looking everywhere for something...