After the child was killed, no one in the house truly found peace again.
It was as if something unseen had awakened—something restless, something vengeful.
Fifteen days passed in uneasy silence.
One evening, as Meera's uncle drove along a nearly deserted road, the sky hung low with dark clouds.
The air felt heavy, suffocating—like a warning he couldn't understand.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, a figure appeared in front of the car.
He slammed the brakes.
His heart pounded violently as his eyes widened in horror.
Standing just a few feet away… was the child.
But this was no ordinary child.
Its presence felt cold, unnatural. Its eyes held a silent rage that sent chills down his spine. The world around him seemed to freeze for a moment.
He tried to move, to scream—but his body refused to respond.
The child slowly stepped closer.
A strange force filled the air, as if something terrible was about to happen.
But then—
A sudden warmth spread inside the car.
On the dashboard, a small idol of God glowed faintly in the dim light.
The presence outside faltered.
The child stopped.
For a brief second, its expression changed—anger turning into something unreadable.
And then, just as suddenly as it had appeared… it vanished into the darkness.
Meera's uncle gasped for breath, his hands trembling on the steering wheel.
He didn't wait another second.
Starting the engine, he sped away, fear gripping his heart tighter than ever before.
That night, he realized one thing clearly—
This was not the end.
It was only the beginning of something far more terrifying.
👉 Chapter 9: Keep an Eye👀