The story follows the tale of Tareq Mirza, an assistant general of the Bangladesh Rapid Action Battalion (RAB), who has been tasked to find a sinister serial killer named Blue Anarchy. The killer shows little remorse for his victims, murdering them in the cruelest and most gruesome way possible. But as Tareq gets closer to the killer, he finds that the killer is more than he shows he is.

Clearance of the dark

*Tareq Mirza went to a biriyani restaurant with Abrar. He had told his friend he would have lunch with him the next time they met. Tareq's team also accompanied him.* 


--(Abrar) We are here. Mama's biriyani house. One of my favourites. 


--(Suvro) Man, it has been a while since we had biriyani for lunch. 


--(Hasan) Yeah, our cheap stake boss barely ever treats us for lunch and also- 


*Abrar had already booked a table, so they got no trouble looking for a place to sit.* 


--(Tareq) What do you guys want to eat? 


--(D'Cruz) Gotta think, sir. There are a lot of options. 


--(Suvro) I think I will take a chicken biriyani. 


--What is this? Would you tell me in detail? 


--Sir, this is our special offer for our fifth anniversary. It is a bucket of mutton biriyani with extra rice and extra meat. Anyone who can finish it in 30 minutes will win 10 thousand takas and lifetime service from our restaurant. 


--(Tareq) What, wanna do the challenge? 


--Of course. No question! An idiot would avoid something like this. 


--(Hasan) I would. I would rather be an idiot than stuff myself with that much food. 


--(Tareq smiles) Well, I guess I have to join you then. 


--(Abrar) That's the spirit!!! Two buckets for us!!! 


*5 minutes later, the food arrived. A single glance at the food sends a chill down Tareq's spine. The rice bucket was way bigger than the photo on the menu card.* 


--You saw bigger? How did you fit it in your mouth? 


--Well, it wasn't a big deal. I got a big mouth. 


*Tareq started to eat. Though the rice was fragrant and delicious, the grains were long and hard to swallow at once. So, Tareq was taking his time. When Tareq finally finished eating his first plate, he saw Abrar was already on his 4th plate.* 


--(Abrar) What? It is how I eat. Waiter, another plate of chillis. 


*Abrar was devouring a whole chilli with per bite he was taking.* 


--(Abrar) The traditional way to eat biriyani is to take one bite of rice and another bite of chilli. Wanna try? 


--(Hasan) Sir, please don't die. You are still a bachelor. 


--(D'Cruz) That's a reason to stay alive? 


--(Tareq) Oh god, shut up, will ya? Oh my god. My mouth still burns. 


--(Abrar) It's your fault, Tareq. Haven't you heard? The smaller the chilli, the hotter it tastes. 


*Tareq suffered the entire day from that small chilli. From that day, he never tried to perform that kind of stunt again*


Extra 1: Spicy chilli