My friend opened his third eye

Everything was normal... until my friend changed.

We were just ordinary college students-classes, jokes, late-night talks, and small dreams. Nothing unusual.

Until the day his third eye opened.

At first, I thought he was joking. Then I saw the fear in his eyes.

He started seeing things... things no one else could see.

Shadows that moved without light.
Voices that whispered without a source.
And entities that were never meant to exist.

He says they're everywhere.

And me?( arav)

I can't see them...
but I can feel them.

Their presence.
Their silence.
Their hunger.

We tried to ignore it. Pretend everything was normal.
We even joined the same college, hoping life would go back to the way it was.

But that illusion shattered the night we visited a haunted place with our group-five boys and three girls.

That night... something followed us back.

Something that watches from the dark.
Something that only he can see.
Something that is getting closer.

Now the question isn't just about him anymore.

Is his third eye a blessing...

or the beginning of something far worse for all of us?