"THE FORGOTTEN ONES"

The Poisoned Truth

"When the skies turn black and people's hatred grows stronger, I will regain my strength," a man with a deep, resonant voice said, sitting on the floor. His eyes glowed with a sinister red light, casting an eerie glow in the dim room. "I am the one who rules over the shadows. I am the one you truly wanted to worship. This world has forgotten who I am, but I will rise again and reclaim what is rightfully mine. And when I say 'what belongs to me,' I mean this entire world."

Honey, who once beat his uncle ruthlessly, now felt a deep sense of regret. He realized he had never truly tried to understand his uncle's intentions. But now, things had spiraled beyond what could be controlled with mere force or emotions. Regrets were piling up, but Honey believed that forgiving our loved ones is something only we can do. Forgiveness is a powerful feeling, and as long as there is life, there is no reason to hold grudges against our own people. This was what Honey thought after learning the truth. But now, there was a pressing situation that demanded their attention.

Everyone had to snap out of their feelings because the situation in the state was too fragile. A terrifying video of Arshad's death had been shared, and the supporters of his party, the Lok Party United (LPU), were spiraling out of control. The chaos could force the government to declare a state of emergency in the next few hours.

"This is horrible. The more we try to uncover the truth, the more things turn against us," Vivaan said in a frustrated tone.

"Doctor, is there anything else you're still not telling us? I don't think your statement was entirely true," Sid said, breaking his silence for the first time. He had been quiet all along but finally spoke up, suspicion evident in his voice.

"You still don't get it, do you? He's said enough already. Now back off!" Honey snapped at Sid, and they both exchanged a hostile glare that could have cut through the tension in the room.

"What time is it?" Abhinav asked, his voice breaking the heavy silence.

"It's exactly 3:30," Gouri replied, checking her watch.

"We still have time to save Balpreet. We must not waste any more time here. We need to go and warn him about this," Honey urged, his voice filled with urgency.

"Isn't he your brother? Call him on the landline before you leave," Vivaan suggested.

Honey quickly realized the urgency of the situation and began dialing Balpreet's number. The chaos outside had escalated, and he worried that Balpreet might have either gone into hiding for safety or moved closer to the hospital to protect the building.

"He isn't picking up. What should we do?" Honey asked, his eyes filled with a desperate hope as he looked at Vivaan and the others. They could help him, but the story Sukhman had told still seemed suspicious. Sukhman was fading in and out of consciousness, but he was also responsible for a massacre.

"All right, we'll go out and find him, then bring him back here. After that, we'll figure out how to deal with the seal. But don't try any more tricks, Sukhman," Vivaan warned, though Sukhman seemed too disoriented to respond.

"Honey, you should stay here. In the public's eyes, Dhanush has already declared you dead, and we're not sure if your real identity has been leaked yet. It's safer for you to stay hidden, and don't let your guard down. He might be your uncle, but he's still a criminal charged with mass murder," Vivaan advised, pulling Honey into a tight hug for reassurance. "Take care of yourself," he added, as they all began preparing to leave their hidden location.

"Vivaan, I don't know why, but I feel like we're missing something. I don't think Sukhman has told us the whole story," Shravya whispered to Vivaan as they geared up. "I feel the same way, but we don't have time to waste. We've all seen the ghosts—or whatever they were—with our own eyes," Vivaan replied grimly.