The whisper echoed again.
"You came back…"
Meera stepped inside the room.
I followed quickly.
The air felt colder.
Heavier.
The room looked like an old children's ward.
Small beds.
Broken toys.
Dust everywhere.
"This… was her place," Meera whispered.
A soft sound came from the corner.
Like someone shifting.
"Hello?" Meera called gently.
Silence.
Then—
A small shadow appeared on the wall.
My heart started pounding.
It looked like a child's outline.
"I'm here," Meera said.
She walked closer.
The shadow trembled.
"You left…" the voice whispered again.
Tears rolled down Meera's cheeks.
"I was scared… but I came back," she replied.
The shadow moved slightly forward.
The lights flickered.
The same as in the dreams.
"This is just like the corridor," I whispered.
Suddenly—
The door behind us slammed shut.
I jumped.
"Did you do that?" I asked.
Meera shook her head.
The shadow grew clearer.
For a moment—
I saw a small girl standing near the bed.
Her face pale.
Eyes sad.
Meera stepped forward slowly.
"I promised I wouldn't leave," she said.
The girl looked at her.
"You didn't come back…"
Meera knelt down.
"I'm here now," she whispered.
The girl raised her hand.
Just like in the dreams.
Meera reached out.
Their hands almost touched—
Suddenly—
The room darkened completely.
The shadow grew taller.
The voice changed.
Deeper.
"You're too late…"
The walls seemed to shake.
"No!" Meera cried.
The small girl looked scared again.
The shadow pulled her back.
"Stay with me…" it whispered.
Meera stood up.
"I won't let you keep her," she said.
The room fell silent.
Then—
The girl whispered softly:
"Help me