That was when the visions started.

The local police called it a cult. Shubhankar called it a pattern. Until the night he found the clay toy—a small, painted elephant—on his own desk. No cameras caught who placed it. No fingerprints. Just a note: “Kali Yuga has begun. You are the 10th sacrifice… or the 1st witness.”

Then came the Naimisharanya killings.