"THE FORGOTTEN ONES"

Born of Darkness

"Krodh, or anger, is not just a feeling one experiences; it's the reaction of pure rage and instincts given to us by the almighty Creator. He gives us this emotion as a form of energy that can destroy anything or anyone in a mere moment. If you can conquer your anger, no one in the world stands a chance against you. But if you fail, you will become the loneliest person in the world."

In the autopsy room, Sukman's dead body had been stored by the investigators and police. But suddenly, the body moved—a miracle in itself. He was able to open his eyes and move his mouth as if he was talking to someone. Though the event wasn't recorded clearly, it was a sign that something truly significant was about to happen in our world.

These were the thoughts of the guards who noticed the body's movement. They were now too afraid to check it out, paralyzed by the frightening scene before their eyes. The fear was so intense that they felt numb at the thought of visiting the room. Meanwhile, the supervisor of the guard team said, "Are you afraid of a person who has been dead this long? Let me teach you—dead bodies do move sometimes, and this is just an example of it. It's not like he's alive or a ghost. I'll show you how to handle it."

The supervisor moved to the room where Sukman's body was stored. As he entered, he sensed two more presences in the room. "They could be thugs, here to steal the body," he thought. "But what benefit would they get from a dead body with all its organs already failed?" These thoughts raced through the supervisor's mind as he decided to stay hidden and listen to the conversation.

He couldn't understand the language the person in the room was speaking, but he felt something was wrong. His instincts were crying out, urging him to run. Before he could react, he noticed a dark figure slowly approaching from behind, as if it were floating in the air, holding an axe or some other sharp object.

The dark figure swung the axe by surprise, cutting through the supervisor's left arm. Shocked and terrified, the supervisor turned and ran for his life. Desperately, he sent a message to the control room, saying, "There's an intruder with killing instincts! I need help! I'm injured—my arm's been cut off, and I'm in pain! Someone, help me!" He cried out, tears of pain and fear streaming down his face as he ran, unaware that everyone else inside the building had already been killed. The facility was a secret one, hidden from the world.

He locked himself in a room and dialed his radio, trying to keep his pain from being heard in his voice. But the radio signals were intercepted by someone who said, "Don't worry; this pain and sadness are only temporary."

The supervisor, now enraged, screamed, "YOU SON OF A BITCH! HELP ME ALREADY! SEND REINFORCEMENTS!"

The person on the radio replied calmly, "Oh, is that the case? Then I guess I must send you some help."

The supervisor felt a wave of relief and told them, "I'm near autopsy room number 1333. Send someone quickly!"

The voice on the radio responded, "All right, help is at the door. Open it."

But as soon as the supervisor opened the door, an axe came crashing down on him, splitting his body in two. In his last moments of consciousness, he heard the person on the radio say with a chilling voice, "Now you've been helped." The voice was as creepy as it was cruel.

The scene then shifted to the hospital where Honey was admitted. The doctors found no sign of poisoning in his body. At around 4:39 AM, Honey regained consciousness. Since Sukhman had injected him with something, strange things had been happening. When he woke up, he saw Gouri sitting beside his bed, holding his right hand and sleeping in a chair.

Honey wondered why she was there and had a flashback of how they both ended up in the hospital. He chuckled softly at the memory of the good times but was saddened by the losses they had endured. He didn't want to wake Gouri, so he let her sleep, accidentally speaking aloud, "You may not know this, but this is the first time someone has stayed with me in a hospital by my side. I think your company isn't that bad." He smiled a little, feeling a warmth he hadn't known in a long time.