9. A Wrong Turn

Sun, 29 Jun 2025 17:58:43 +0000

The silence of the room was heavy, broken only by the faint rustling of the night breeze through the curtains. Daksh sat on the edge of his bed, his breathing uneven, his chest rising and falling as though he had just escaped a nightmare—a nightmare he knew all too well. His fists clenched the sheets, damp with cold sweat. The echo of his scream still hung in the air, faint but haunting.