The Single Domino

The Single Domino

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Jacob is a second-year student at Dedan Kimathi University, living an ordinary life between morning mandazi, late-night gaming, and avoiding early cafeteria breakfasts. But a strange vision inside his classroom shatters everything he thinks he knows. A frozen room. A sword-dragging armored figure. A voice calling only to him. And a burn mark left behind on his notebook-something no dream should ever leave. Jacob doesn't know it yet, but this is the first crack in his reality... and the first step toward a truth buried deeper than the mountain standing over his world. The Beginning of Problems A lecture turns into a nightmare when time freezes, smoke fills the classroom, and an armored figure points a sword at Jacob-calling him directly, as if it already knows him. The moment ends suddenly... but the burnt scar left on his notebook proves it wasn't a hallucination. This is when Jacob's life begins to unravel.
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The classroom was a madhouse. The entire second floor echoed with chaos - laughter, screeches, kids flinging bags, dancing on benches, and tearing papers. The final exams were over, 9th grade had officially ended, and a month holiday lay ahead before the grind of 10th grade began. It was the last day of school. It was everything that screamed madness. But she sat still at her desk, face turned towards the window, unmoved by the noise around her. Ever since that day, no more messages. No strange calls. Nothing. Yet the silence didn't bring peace. It brought something worse - unease. He had tried tracking the number, but it was already deactivated. No trace left behind. No loose ends. Just enough to keep her wondering. Across the room, Harpreet Ma'am was chatting with her favorite group - the teacher's pets, as everyone called them. She barely paid them any attention. A heavy feeling hung in her chest, like a storm cloud. Something was coming. Something big. Something no one - especially not her - was ready for. And it proved true when the receptionist walked into the class, holding a gate pass with the name that no one had taken in years... Playlist Link👉 🎶https://open.spotify.com/playlist/7rbDBUObjFtVQM64pORDJN?si=Pkfuqoh9SPm8ZshCx3slUg 🎶

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