It had been weeks since my last dream.
Peaceful sleep became normal.
No shadows.
No voices.
No memories chasing me.
I thought it was over.
Completely.
Until that night.
I was studying late.
The room silent.
Clock ticking softly.
My eyes felt heavy.
I rested my head for just a moment.
And suddenly—
I wasn't in my room anymore.
I stood in a place I had never seen before.
A narrow corridor.
Dim lights flickering.
Cold air brushing past me.
"This isn't the lake…" I whispered.
My heart started beating faster.
This didn't feel like my dream.
Footsteps echoed somewhere ahead.
Slow.
Uneven.
I walked forward.
Carefully.
Then I saw her.
A girl.
Standing at the end of the corridor.
Back facing me.
"Hello?" I called softly.
She didn't move.
I stepped closer.
"Are you okay?" I asked.
She turned slowly.
My breath stopped.
Her eyes looked scared.
Tearful.
"Help me…" she whispered.
Before I could reply—
The lights went off.
Darkness swallowed everything.
I woke up suddenly.
My heart pounding.
Hands cold.
"This… wasn't my memory," I whispered.
The room felt normal again.
But something inside me wasn't.
Because this dream felt different.
Not past.
Not Aarav.
Someone else.
The next morning, I tried to forget it.
Maybe it was random.
Maybe just imagination.
But that afternoon—
Something strange happened.
In college hallway—
I froze.
A girl walked past me.
Same face.
Same eyes.
Same fear.
The girl from my dream.
My breath caught.
"This… can't be…" I whispered.
She stopped suddenly.
And looked at me.
Like she recognized me too.