seen and taken

seen and taken

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Everyone at St. Augustine Higher Secondary School knows one rule: Never sit at the last desk by the window. No one remembers who started it... No one remembers when it began... But everyone follows it. Until Krish, a transfer student, joins the school. He gets a new section, a new roll number... And that exact seat. At first, everything looks normal- teachers, friends, classrooms, even the rules. But then... he starts seeing things no one else can see. Students disappearing without warnings. Desks that shift by themselves during the night. Faces in the window- but no one outside. And when Krish starts hearing his name in empty corridors, he realizes something: > This school isn't haunted. It's hungry. Someone saw something years ago. Someone wrote a warning on the desk... "DON'T SIT HERE." Krish didn't listen. Now... something has seen him. And once it has seen you... you are already taken.
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