Bishnupriya_Parida

Aarav awakens in a world that defies logic—a place where time distorts, shadows move on their own, and the walls seem to whisper secrets. He doesn’t remember how he got here, but he knows one thing: he is not alone.

Then he sees her. A girl with piercing golden eyes who speaks in riddles and seems to understand the chaos surrounding them. She warns him—this place is not just a prison, it’s a test. And those who fail? They vanish.

As unseen forces close in, Aarav must navigate a labyrinth of shifting corridors and cryptic messages. Every step brings him closer to the truth, but also to something darker—a secret buried within himself, waiting to be unlocked.

The rules of reality no longer apply. If Aarav doesn’t escape soon, he won’t just lose his life—he’ll lose himself.

The Reflection Paradox

Pain shot through Aarav's body as he slammed into the cold, hard ground. His head spun, vision flickering in and out as he tried to grasp what had just happened. One second, he was reaching for Saira—the next, he was here.

The air was thick, suffocating. A strange haze blurred the surroundings, making everything look distorted, as if reality itself was melting. The walls around him pulsed like a heartbeat, shifting in color—dark red, deep blue, then back to an ominous black.

He tried to push himself up, but his limbs felt like lead. His mind screamed for him to run, to fight, to do something, but he could barely move.

Its form was indistinct, flickering like a mirage. But its eyes—if they could even be called that—glowed with a terrifying intensity.

Aarav's breath hitched. The whispers started again, slithering through the air like venomous smoke.

A crushing weight pressed down on his chest. It wasn't physical, but it felt like his very soul was being squeezed. His mind twisted, filling with thoughts that weren't his own.

Memories that did not belong to him.

He saw Saira—but she was different. Her eyes held secrets, her hands were stained with something dark, and behind her stood the very same shadow that had separated them.

He had been wrong about everything.

The entity before him let out a low, rumbling sound—something between a growl and a chuckle. The world around him twisted further, and suddenly, the light began to fade.

His hands started to blur, his body becoming nothing but a shadow of itself. His thoughts, his memories—they were slipping away.

The voice spoke once more, its tone final.

Aarav opened his mouth to scream, but no sound came.

The Vanishing Light