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The streets of Mumbai were eerily quiet. The night hung thick with mystery, as if every corner hid a secret waiting to be uncovered. The streetlights flickered, their light dimming as though fatigued from years of illuminating the city’s dark corners. In the middle of it all, a narrow alley lay ahead.
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In that alley stood a warehouse... its doors rusted with time. Whenever the wind passed, the doors creaked as if mourning a forgotten tale from the past.
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Inside the warehouse, time had seemingly stopped.
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Yuvaan Mehra, dressed in a long black trench coat, sat hunched on a broken stool. Darkness had settled in his eyes, the remnants of a truth he had uncovered just hours ago. Sweat covered his face, but it wasn’t the sweat from heat—it was the sweat from the dark reality that had just infiltrated his mind.
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"I am the one... the one betrayed by his own gang, left to die for nothing..." he thought to himself.
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His hand moved to his chest, the place where he had first found it—the symbol, a small chip. An invisible device. The chip contained a voice recorder and an encrypted location tracker. This was where it all began.
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Suddenly, a voice echoed in his ear.
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[VOICE: Metallic, Unknown Source] "Welcome back... Agent 313. Your reward is ready."
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Yuvaan flinched.
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“This voice... I’ve never heard it before. But why did it call me ‘Agent’? I was just a regular middle-class guy... but what have I become now?”
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In front of him, a digital screen appeared in mid-air. The voice spoke again:
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"Your first reward: 'Spectra-Mic'—an advanced sonic frequency analyzer, capable of revealing the truth hidden behind any word."
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Yuvaan stared at the screen, which displayed a file titled: "CASE: SANGAM - The Doctor Who Never Existed."
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There were secrets hidden in the shadows of this city that had never seen the light. Some secrets were not secrets at all—they were maps to another world.
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This is the story of a boy... believed to be dead. But he wasn’t dead—he had been reborn. In a form that only death could recognize. Yuvaan Mehra... was no longer just a name, he was becoming a legend.
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In the corner of the warehouse lay an old, dusty diary. Yuvaan picked it up.
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“This could be my father’s... or perhaps, the one who made me what I am now.”
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On the first page, the title read: "Project Black Nest - Confidential."
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As he turned the pages, a small photo slipped out. A little girl, smiling innocently, but her eyes held the same pain that had taken root in his soul.
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He found a name written in the diary—Dr. Rehaan Arora.
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Yuvaan thought, "This name... I’ve heard it before. In a place where the line between life and death was blurred. Was this doctor the one who brought me back to life? Or did he kill me and turn me into something else?"
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The screen activated again.
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[VOICE] "You have 72 hours. Find the girl. Her memory holds the map to The Ark."
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Yuvaan immediately stood up.
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“Who is this girl? And what is 'The Ark'?”
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(The Ark... a place mentioned only in one book—Codex Umbra—a manuscript seen only by those marked by death’s shadow.)
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Scene Shift
Location: Kalina Medical Institute (Where every case begins with a glimpse of truth)
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The CCTV feed in the security room was glitching. A shadowy figure appeared on the screen—tall, cloaked, and faceless.
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The guard nervously said, “Sir, there’s something inside. The human readings don’t match.”
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In the control room sat Mr. Vaidya, a research analyst who once worked for RAW. His eyes reflected a pain as though he had burned his own family alive with his own hands.
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Mr. Vaidya spoke coldly, “Agent 313 is back. And this time... his mission is personal.”
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Scene Shift
Location: Yuvaan meets an Underworld Contact - Vikrant
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Yuvaan walked into a shady underworld contact’s den. The man’s name was Vikrant. Once a black-market hacker, now a fugitive.
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Vikrant nervously spoke, “Yuvaan... but... you were dead!”
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Yuvaan, in a cold tone: “Dying is easy, Vikrant. Coming back is the hard part. I need a girl—don’t know her name, but she has a tattoo on her hand. A butterfly.”
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Vikrant typed furiously on his computer. The screen blinked, revealing an image. A name appeared.
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“Name: Kiara Fernandes—Former psychiatric patient, missing since 2017.”
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Yuvaan’s gaze froze.
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Yuvaan (thinking to himself): “This is her. But she’s not just missing... her existence seems to have vanished. It’s as if she was never real.”
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And thus began the journey—where memories became weapons and every face was just another mask.
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In the warehouse, the lights flickered. The chip activated. A hologram appeared. It was Kiara, standing in the middle of a jungle. Her eyes didn’t hold tears, but fear.
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Kiara (hologram): “If you’re seeing this, Yuvaan... it means you’re back. But remember... the one you’re searching for is closer to you than you realize.”
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Yuvaan (shocked): “Kiara... you know me?”
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Scene Shift
Location: Churchgate Underground Metro Tunnel (Abandoned since 2008)
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Once a busy underground station, now only memories and unsolved mysteries remained.
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A shadow moved through the tunnel, holding an ancient device—its signal matching the one from Yuvaan’s chip.
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The first mystery was just the beginning. Every case was a puzzle, with each piece connected to another source of pain. Yuvaan M
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ehra’s death wasn’t just the end of his identity—it was the beginning of a new era.
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