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After a near-fatal accident, Maya begins experiencing vivid dreams that soon prove to be more than just visions—they are glimpses of the future. At first, she dismisses them as coincidences, but when a tragedy she foresaw comes true, she realizes the terrifying truth: the future cannot be changed.

Desperate for answers, Maya tracks down Dr. Elias Varman, a neuroscientist who mysteriously vanished after studying near-death experiences. He reveals a shocking truth—he once had the same visions but chose to abandon them before he saw something he couldn’t escape: a vision of Maya herself.

Now, with a cryptic drawing of her own impending fate and a shadowy figure haunting her dreams, Maya must race against time to uncover the meaning of her visions before she is pulled into something far darker than she ever imagined.

Because this time, the future isn't just showing her what will happen. Something is watching her. And it's waiting...

VISIONS OF THE DARK

Maya clutched the letter, her hands trembling. The words haunted her—"The dreamer will find the truth, but only in fragments."

She looked at Aditya and Arjun, both of whom were equally unsettled.

"We need to leave," Arjun muttered, glancing at the children, who still hadn't moved.

Maya shook her head. "No. We need to find out what happened here."

Aditya's gaze flickered to the letter in Maya's hands. "The clock. The gate. And now this. Everything is connected." He turned to the little girl. "Who wrote this?"

The child stared at him blankly. Then, without warning, she pointed to the far end of the room. There, against the wall, was a bookshelf—tilted slightly, as if something was hidden behind it.

Aditya and Arjun rushed over, pushing against the old wood. With a deep groan, the shelf slid aside, revealing a narrow passageway. The air that seeped from within was ice cold.

Maya swallowed hard. "We go together."

The three of them stepped inside. The passage was lined with old papers, scattered along the dusty floor. At the end of the hallway, a single desk stood beneath a flickering light. On it lay a journal.

Maya picked it up and opened the first page.

"To whoever finds this... I was the first. And I have failed."

The name scrawled at the bottom sent chills down her spine.

Arjun frowned. "Who the hell is Aarav Sen?"

Aditya's expression darkened. "The first dreamer."

Maya flipped through the pages, her pulse pounding. The journal was filled with cryptic notes, sketches, and desperate warnings.

"The gate is the key, but opening it comes with a price."

"I lost them all. One by one. The dream always wins."

Then, a final note written in shaky handwriting:

"If you are reading this, you are running out of time. The last vision is the end. Find the orphan's name. It all started with him."

Maya's stomach twisted. The orphan.

She looked up at the others. "We need to find out who Aarav Sen really was."

Aditya nodded. "And we need to do it fast."

Part 19 – The Truth in Fragments