Chapter 2 :- The Arrival

📖 THE DREAM

Chapter 2: The Arrival

written by Kingson Das

The night outside KK Mall felt strangely quiet.

A few streetlights flickered, casting long shadows across the empty road. The city was still alive, but here—right outside the mall—something felt… off. The usual movement, the security presence, the noise—it was all missing.

A black car approached slowly.

Inside, three young men sat, unaware that their lives were about to collide with something far bigger than they expected.

Rohit leaned back in his seat, relaxed, a faint smirk playing on his lips.

Farhan sat beside him, scrolling through his phone, occasionally laughing at something only he found amusing.

Aniket, behind the wheel, remained focused, his eyes steady on the road.

“Bro,” Farhan said, glancing up, “today we’re not leaving empty-handed. I didn’t come all this way for nothing.”

Rohit chuckled. “Relax. Everything’s under control.”

Aniket said nothing.

He rarely did.

His silence wasn’t awkward—it was natural. He was the kind of person who observed more than he spoke, who thought before acting. And right now, something didn’t feel right.

As the car neared the entrance of KK Mall, his grip on the steering wheel tightened slightly.

“Something’s wrong,” he said quietly.

Farhan looked up. “What?”

The car slowed.

Rohit leaned forward, his expression shifting from casual to alert.

There were no guards at the entrance.

That alone was enough to raise suspicion.

But then they saw it.

Blood.

Dark stains spread across the ground near the entrance, barely visible under the dim lighting—but unmistakable.

The car came to a complete stop.

For a moment, none of them spoke.

The air inside the car felt heavier.

Rohit broke the silence first. “This doesn’t look good.”

Aniket opened the door.

“Stay sharp,” he said.

The three stepped out, their movements cautious now. The joking, the laughter—it was all gone. Every step they took toward the entrance felt deliberate, controlled.

The main doors stood slightly open.

Inside, the lights were still on.

But something was wrong.

Too quiet.

As they approached, a figure appeared at the entrance.

Rahim.

He stood there, holding a rifle, his eyes cold and ready.

For a split second, everything froze.

Then—

Rahim raised his weapon.

But Aniket was faster.

He dropped low instantly, ducking the line of fire.

Rohit charged forward without hesitation, his fist crashing hard into Rahim’s face. The impact was strong enough to stagger him backward.

Before Rahim could recover, Farhan moved in from the side, delivering a sharp kick that knocked him off balance completely.

The rifle slipped from Rahim’s grip.

Aniket didn’t waste a second.

He grabbed the weapon, turned, and fired.

The shot echoed loudly in the empty entrance.

Rahim collapsed.

Silence followed—but only for a moment.

That single gunshot had changed everything.

Inside the mall, the sound spread like a warning.

The remaining attackers were alerted.

Aniket looked toward the interior of the mall, his expression dark.

“They know we’re here,” Farhan said.

Rohit cracked his knuckles. “Good.”

Without another word, they moved inside.

The moment they stepped in, the situation became clear.

People were gathered in the main hall—terrified, controlled, surrounded.

Armed men stood watch, their attention now shifting toward the entrance.

“Too many,” Farhan muttered.

Aniket’s eyes scanned the area quickly, calculating, planning.

“We don’t have a choice,” he said.

Before anyone could respond—

Gunfire erupted again.

The attackers moved first, firing toward them.

The three reacted instantly.

Rohit took cover behind a pillar, returning fire with precision. Farhan moved quickly, using the environment to his advantage, staying unpredictable. Aniket remained composed, his movements controlled, every shot calculated.

The fight had begun.

And it was far from over.

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