Night At The Museum (Hindi)

Larry Daley stood in the grand lobby of the American Museum of Natural History, clutching his flashlight. His heart pounded with a mix of anticipation and trepidation. Tonight marked the beginning of his new job as a night guard, a position he desperately needed to provide for his young son, Nick. The museum's aging night watchman, Cecil, had given Larry a brief tour earlier, showing him the ropes before heading home.

As the heavy museum doors clanged shut behind Cecil, Larry took a deep breath and began his rounds. The museum was eerily quiet, each footstep echoing through the cavernous halls. He passed by towering dinosaur skeletons and intricate dioramas depicting scenes from ancient Egypt, trying to shake off the unsettling feeling creeping over him.

Larry's walkie-talkie crackled to life, startling him. "Good luck, kid," came Cecil's raspy voice. "Remember, just stay calm." Before Larry could respond, the device went silent again.

As he reached the Hall of African Mammals, something strange caught his eye. The taxidermy animals, once frozen in lifelike poses, were now moving. Larry's eyes widened in disbelief as a massive African elephant trumpeted loudly and a pack of lions began to stretch and yawn. Panic surged through him, and he stumbled backward, dropping his flashlight.

Before he could process what was happening, a voice called out, "Hey, new guy!" Larry turned to see a diminutive figure in an old-fashioned suit and bowler hat striding towards him. It was Teddy Roosevelt, or rather, a wax figure of Teddy Roosevelt that had inexplicably come to life.

"Good evening," Teddy said with a hearty laugh, extending a hand. "I'm Theodore Roosevelt, but you can call me Teddy. Welcome to the night shift."

Larry, still in shock, shook Teddy's hand. "This... this isn't possible. What's going on here?"