Secrets of a Second Life

A Terrifying Encounter

One night, a storm raged outside the house, thunder shaking the windows. Nakul had finally fallen asleep after days of restless nights. But in the middle of the night, he awoke to a strange sound. It wasn't the storm—it was something else.

The baby was crying, but it wasn't an ordinary cry. It was low, almost a hum, vibrating through the walls of the house. Nakul rushed to the nursery, heart pounding. When he opened the door, he was met with a sight that sent chills down his spine.

The crib was surrounded by a swirling mist, and the baby was floating in mid-air, eyes glowing brightly. Objects around the room were levitating, spinning in chaotic circles. The power emanating from the child was overwhelming, and Nakul could feel it pulling at his very soul.

"Nakul!" Pradyuman's voice shouted from behind. He rushed into the room, followed by Abhijeet. The three of them stood frozen, watching as the baby's powers spiraled out of control.

Pradyuman grabbed Nakul's arm. "You have to stop it. Only you can reach the child."

Nakul shook his head, terrified. "I can't... I don't know how."

"Yes, you do," Abhijeet said firmly, placing a hand on Nakul's shoulder. "You're their father. You're the only one who can."

Nakul's heart raced as he stepped closer to the crib. He reached out, his hand trembling as he touched the child. The moment his fingers brushed the baby's skin, the storm of energy stopped. The objects fell to the ground, and the mist disappeared. The baby's glowing eyes dimmed, and for a moment, everything was still.

The baby looked up at Nakul with wide eyes, no longer filled with power, but with something softer. "Papa?" the child whispered.

Nakul's fear began to fade as he held the baby close. For the first time, he felt a connection—real and unclouded by fear. This was his child, his blood, and despite everything, he couldn't abandon them.