Feroz and Mrs. Aliya didn't stay.
They couldn't.
The fight—The noise—It could bring others.
People they didn't want.
Staying—Was not safe anymore.
"We need to find a safe place," Feroz said—His voice fast.Serious.
"Somewhere they won't look for us."
Mrs. Aliya nodded.
Her eyes moved around—Watching everything.
"There's an old cabin," she said."Deep in the forest."
A small pause.
"It's hidden. Quiet."
She looked at him.
"We can stay there…Until we decide what to do next."
That was enough.
They started moving.
Fast.
Toward the forest.
Their senses—Sharp.
Every sound—Made them stop.
Leaves moved—They looked.
A twig broke—Their hearts raced.
Nothing felt safe.
When they reached the forest—They slowed down.
Careful now.
Each step—Soft.
The tall trees stood around them.
Big.Silent.
Their branches above—Covering the sky.
Mrs. Aliya led the way.
She remembered the path.
They didn't follow any road.
They moved through thick plants.
The way was hard.
Branches hit their arms.
The ground was rough.
But they kept going.
They had to.
Time passed.
Slow.
Then—
They saw it.
The cabin.
Old.
Hidden.
It looked broken.
Dust on the windows.
Cobwebs everywhere.
Feroz walked to the door.
He pushed it.
It made a loud sound.
Inside—
Dark.
Quiet.
The air felt heavy.
There was not much inside.
Simple things.
But it was enough.
For now—It was safe.
They went in.
Closed the door.
And stopped.
Breathing hard.
Tired.
Everything that just happened—Hit them at once.
"We need answers," Feroz said—Breaking the silence.
"We can't hide forever."
A pause.
"We need to know why they want me…And how we stay safe."
Mrs. Aliya nodded.
"I know some people," she said.
"Old contacts."
"They may help us."
Then her voice changed—
Soft.Careful.
"But we must be careful."
A pause.
"We don't know who to trust."
Feroz stayed quiet.
His mind—Full.
Too many questions.
Who were they?
What was his power?
Why him?
Silence filled the room again.
While Mrs. Aliya tried to contact someone—Feroz started to look around.
Slowly.
He checked shelves.
Old things.
Covered in dust.
He kept searching.
Then—
He found something.
A hidden space.
He opened it.
Inside—
A journal.
Old.Damaged.
The pages had strange signs.
Words he didn't understand.
But still—
He felt something.
A connection.
He turned the pages.
Slowly.
Then—
He found a photo.
Old.
Faded.
A group of people.
Faces not clear.
But one person—
Felt familiar.
Feroz looked closer.
The eyes—
They were like his.
The same.
He froze.
His heart felt strange.
Curious.
Uneasy.
Who were they?
Why did they feel close to him?
This was not random.
It couldn't be.
The answers—Were here.
Somewhere.
Night came.
Slowly.
The forest grew dark.
Inside the cabin—
Feroz and Mrs. Aliya sat close.
Quiet.
Thinking.
Waiting.
What comes next—
Will change everything.
Not just their lives.
But his truth.
His power.
But they didn't know yet.
This was only the start.
The truth—
Would take them far.
Into danger.
Into something bigger.
A path where—
Everything changes.