Escape

On the eerie night of June 20, 2018, amidst the sterile walls of the mental hospital, Karan lay dormant on his bed, engulfed in the clutches of sleep. However, his tranquility was abruptly shattered by the ominous presence of the nurse, a haunting figure from evening incident , standing ominously beside him. With venomous words dripping from her lips, she unleashed a torrent of vile accusations, branding Karan as a despicable monster, a harbinger of death and despair.The nurse's voice quivered with a mix of sorrow and disbelief as she addressed Karan , her words weighted with the gravity of the situation. "The man you have taken from us was not just another soul. He was my mentor, my guide, who embraced me as his own daughter. He bestowed upon me knowledge, kindness, and unwavering support. Yet, in your moment of jest, you trivialized his passing before his grieving family, including his innocent child and loving wife. How could you inflict such pain upon the memory of a man so noble, so deeply cherished by all who knew him?"

Unfazed by her hateful tirade, Karan's eyes blazed with a chilling resolve as he confronted her accusations head-on. In a chilling display of strength, he thwarted her attempt to inject him with a deadly serum, seizing her hand in a vice-like grip. With a chilling calmness, he acknowledged his monstrous nature, fueled by the anguish of losing his beloved parents.

In a swift and savage retaliation, Karan unleashed a barrage of blows upon the nurse, each strike fueled by years of pent-up rage and sorrow. With a savage ferocity, he shattered the window, seizing a sharp shard of glass with his blood-stained hands. With grim determination, he silenced the nurse's accusations forever, carving a crimson trail across her throat with a savage brutality that defied all semblance of humanity, leaving her not only lifeless but irreversibly brain dead from the very injection she intended for him. At 12:10 AM, amidst the eerie silence of the mental hospital, a sense of chaos erupted as Karan, his mind clouded with desperation, shattered the window of his room on the third floor and leaped into the darkness below. A fortunate heap of sand cushioned his fall, yet the impact left him grimacing in pain, his leg injured and his clothes stained crimson with blood.

Meanwhile, as the night unfolded, another nurse entered Karan's room to check on him, only to be greeted by a ghastly sight. A lifeless body lay before her, its throat gruesomely slashed, and a shattered window revealed the harrowing escape. Her piercing scream pierced the silence, rousing the slumbering police officer tasked with Karan's surveillance but he was sleeping . Shock washed over him as he beheld the scene of horror, prompting an urgent call to his superior, Officer Kamal.

In a state of disbelief, Kamal received the distressing news, his mind reeling with the realization of the unfolding tragedy. Struggling to comprehend the situation, he lamented the failure to contain the brewing storm within the hospital's walls. As the night wore on, Officer Kamal found himself grappling not only with the unfolding crisis but also with the weight of his own thoughts. Amidst the chaos, his mind drifted to his superior, a figure of authority whose directives had guided his actions thus far. With a pang of regret, Kamal lamented the failure to heed his boss's warnings, recognizing the gravity of the situation now unfolding before him.

"Damn it," Kamal muttered under his breath, his frustration mounting as he reflected on the missed opportunities to prevent the tragedy now unfolding. His gaze fell upon the officer who had been tasked with keeping watch over Karan, only to find him slumbering soundly in disregard of his duties.

Shaking his head in disbelief, Kamal muttered a curse, his voice tinged with exasperation. "Asleep on duty," he muttered, his disappointment palpable. "This could have been prevented," he thought, his resolve hardening as he vowed to rectify the lapses that had allowed the situation to spiral out of control.

With a heavy heart and a sense of grim determination, Kamal turned his attention back to the task at hand, his thoughts consumed by the urgent need to apprehend Karan before further harm could befall. Yet, even as he pressed forward, the weight of his own failures loomed large, a stark reminder of the consequences of complacency in the face of danger. So , he ordered police enforcement to search all the areas around the hospital .Meanwhile, Karan, now seeking refuge in a nearby hotel, approached a startled bystander, his appearance a stark tableau of terror and desperation. Bloodstained and wide-eyed, he pleaded for the use of a phone, his frantic urgency palpable. With trembling hands, the stranger obliged, allowing Karan to make a call, his voice a tremulous lifeline in the darkness.

"Uncle Parm, please, pick up," Karan implored into the receiver, his words laden with a mixture of fear and desperation. And then parm picked up the phone and karan spoke hey uncle parm it's me karan .