🖤📖 Chapter 1 The Boy With Strange Eyes

Eyes

“Some people are born different. But sometimes, being different is not a gift… it’s a warning.”

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The night was unusually quiet.

Dark clouds covered the sky, and a cold wind swept through the empty streets.

Inside a small hospital, anxious faces waited outside the delivery room.

A baby was about to be born.

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An old woman sat silently in a corner.

Her eyes remained fixed on the delivery room door.

Suddenly, she whispered—

“He has finally arrived…”

The people around her looked confused.

But before anyone could ask what she meant, the cry of a newborn echoed through the hospital.

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The child had been born.

His name was Ilyaan.

As the nurse carried him outside, everyone became silent.

Something felt unusual.

The baby’s eyes were open.

Not half-open.

Completely open.

And inside them was a strange silver glow.

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It almost looked as if he was staring at something no one else could see.

His grandmother froze.

A chill ran through her body.

“These are not the eyes of an ordinary child…”

Nobody paid attention.

Everyone was too happy celebrating the arrival of the family’s long-awaited son.

❤️

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🌙 Years Passed

Ilyaan grew up to be a sweet and intelligent child.

Teachers loved him.

Neighbors praised him.

Relatives often said—

“This boy will achieve great things one day.”

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He always ranked first in class.

He respected his parents.

And he adored his younger sister, Aaira.

The two siblings shared everything.

Dreams.

Secrets.

Laughter.

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At night, however, Ilyaan often did something strange.

He would stand on the rooftop and stare at the stars for hours.

One evening Aaira asked—

“What are you looking at?”

Ilyaan smiled.

“I don’t know.”

“It feels like someone is trying to tell me something.”

Aaira laughed.

“The stars don’t talk, idiot.”

Both siblings laughed together.

But deep inside…

Ilyaan wasn’t joking.

Because sometimes…

He actually heard whispers.

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Very faint whispers.

Voices carried by the wind.

Voices that nobody else could hear.

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🌙 The First Incident

When Ilyaan turned ten, something happened that nobody could explain.

The family was having dinner together.

Everything seemed normal.

Until suddenly—

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Ilyaan dropped his spoon.

His face turned pale.

His hands started shaking.

😰

His mother immediately rushed toward him.

“What happened?”

But Ilyaan wasn’t looking at her.

His eyes were fixed on the corner of the room.

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An empty corner.

Or at least empty to everyone else.

Slowly, Ilyaan pointed toward it.

And whispered—

“Who’s that man?”

Silence filled the room.

😨

His father frowned.

“Which man?”

Ilyaan continued staring.

“The man standing there.”

Aaira looked.

His parents looked.

Everyone looked.

There was nobody there.

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The corner was empty.

His mother hugged him.

“You’re tired, beta.”

“Maybe you imagined it.”

Ilyaan nodded.

But he knew what he had seen.

The man was real.

And before disappearing…

The stranger had smiled at him.

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🌙 The Changes Begin

As the years passed, strange things continued happening.

Ilyaan would know things before they happened.

He sometimes recognized people he had never met.

He often dreamed of places he had never visited.

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And every dream ended the same way.

A dark door.

A silver eye.

And a voice whispering—

“Soon…”

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The cheerful boy everyone loved slowly began changing.

He became quieter.

More distant.

More isolated.

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His family thought it was just a phase.

Teenagers change.

That’s normal.

But Aaira wasn’t convinced.

Something felt wrong.

Very wrong.

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🌙 3:13 AM

One night Aaira woke up unexpectedly.

She checked her phone.

🕒 3:13 AM

Suddenly—

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She heard footsteps on the roof.

Slow.

Heavy.

Deliberate.

Her heart began racing.

Because she already knew who it was.

Ilyaan.

Again.

😨

This wasn’t the first night.

For months he had been going to the roof at exactly 3:13 AM.

Always alone.

Always silent.

And every morning…

He remembered nothing.

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This time Aaira decided to follow him.

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🌙 The Shadow On The Roof

The entire house was asleep.

Rain softly tapped against the windows.

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Aaira quietly climbed the stairs.

Step by step.

Trying not to make a sound.

Her hands trembled.

💔

The rooftop door was slightly open.

Cold air rushed inside.

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Slowly…

She pushed the door open.

And what she saw made her blood run cold.

😱😱😱

Ilyaan was standing at the edge of the roof.

Perfectly still.

Not moving.

Not blinking.

Not speaking.

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And beside him…

Someone else was standing there.

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A tall shadowy figure.

Dressed completely in black.

Its face hidden.

Its eyes glowing faintly in the darkness.

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Aaira couldn’t move.

Fear gripped her entire body.

The shadow slowly turned toward her.

And smiled.

😨

Then it whispered—

“He remembers…”

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The next second—

The figure vanished.

As if it had never existed.

And Ilyaan collapsed.

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Aaira screamed.

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To Be Continued…