INT. ISOLATED LOCATION - EVENING
Naira holds Kartik tightly as Shravan skillfully ties his hands. Kartik winces in pain, catching Naira off guard, and she instinctively shows a moment of concern.
Naira
Are you alright, Kartik? I didn't mean to hurt you that much.
Tanya
Naira, this is the first time I've seen you show concern for someone like this. What's going on?
Naira
It's nothing, Tanya. We have to stay focused on our plan. We can't let anything get in our way.
Tanya notices Naira's attempt to change the subject but decides to respect her privacy for now.
Tanya
You're right, Naira. Our priority is to ensure Kartik remains restrained and that we stay one step ahead. We can't afford any mistakes.
Shravan finishes securing Kartik's hands, and they all make their way towards Tanya's car. Naira steals a lingering glance at Kartik, a mix of conflicting emotions visible in her eyes.They all get into the car.
INT. SECRET WAREHOUSE - NIGHT
Tanya drives them to a secret warehouse located in an isolated place. They all find temporary refuge there for the night. Naira instructs Tanya and Shravan to keep a close watch on Kartik, ensuring he doesn't attempt to escape. Kartik gradually drifts off to sleep.
Tanya
I'll stay awake first to keep an eye on Kartik. After some time, you can take over while I get some rest.
Shravan nods and settles into a watchful position. As the minutes pass, Tanya's eyes grow heavy, and she eventually falls asleep. Unbeknownst to her, Shravan quietly slips out of the warehouse.
Shravan finds Naira outside, who is lighting up a cigar, lost in her thoughts. He cautiously approaches her, breaking the silence.
Shravan
Naira, I saw you shed a tear after we eliminated that man who was onto us. Why did you cry?
Naira's face hardens, and she takes a deep drag from her cigar, trying to maintain her composure.
Naira
Shravan, violence is the language we know, the only language they understand. It's the only way to ensure our survival, to protect what's left of our lives.
Shravan steps closer, his voice filled with conviction.
Shravan
But Naira, this cycle of violence will only lead to more pain and destruction. We have to find another way, a path that doesn't involve more bloodshed.
Naira's eyes narrow, her determination unwavering.
Naira
Shravan, you don't understand what I've lost, what they took from me. This is the only way to make them pay, to ensure they can never hurt anyone else. We can't afford to be weak or hesitate. We must do what needs to be done.
Shravan's shoulders slump, realizing the depth of Naira's resolve.
Shravan
I understand your pain, Naira. But I can't bear to see you consumed by this darkness. We need to find a way to break free from this cycle, to find justice without perpetuating more violence.
Naira's eyes flash with defiance, unwilling to entertain any other possibility.
Naira
There's no turning back now, Shravan. We've come too far to change our path. This is who we are, and we'll see it through to the end.
They stand there, a tension hanging in the air, as they grapple with their conflicting beliefs and the uncertain road that lies ahead.
INT. SECRET WAREHOUSE - MORNING
The morning sunlight streams through the windows, illuminating the weary faces of Naira, Tanya, and Shravan. Naira, having not slept a wink, looks visibly exhausted, with dark circles under her eyes. Their hunger becomes more evident as they rummage through the limited supplies, finding only raw pulses and ingredients.
Tanya
Ugh! We have food, but we don't know how to cook it. We're all starving.
Kartik, weakened but determined, interjects into the conversation.
Kartik
I know how to cook. I can prepare something for all of us.
Shravan looks at Kartik with a mix of surprise and curiosity.
Shravan
Why are you helping us, Kartik? You're in this mess because of us.
Kartik, a faint smile on his face, responds humbly.
Kartik
It's the right thing to do. We all need to eat, and I can make something simple for us.
As Kartik sets to work, Naira's tired eyes watch him intently, intrigued by his kindness despite being their captive. There's a flicker of something different in her gaze, a momentary vulnerability that breaks through her tough exterior.
Kartik's hands move deftly as he improvises with the limited ingredients, transforming them into a meal that promises nourishment and comfort. The tantalizing aromas fill the air, lifting their spirits.
As they gather around the makeshift meal, the hunger in their eyes gives way to a shared sense of satisfaction. The food brings them a temporary respite from their dire circumstances.
Naira steals glances at Kartik, her curiosity growing stronger with each passing moment. She begins to question her preconceived notions about him, realizing that there may be more to him than just a hostage.
FADE OUT.
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