Where the light doesn't reach

They said the Singh Mansion had ghosts.
Not the kind that howled - the kind that watched.

When Veer stepped inside its gates, the air shifted.
Too still. Too knowing.
Like the walls remembered.

No one said why Aarav brought him back.
Not even Veer.

The heir's eyes held no welcome.
Only silence. Cold. Calculated.
And somewhere beneath it... a wound still bleeding.

His mother warned him, once:
"Some houses don't keep people. They swallow them."

Now she sleeps in a locked room.
And Veer dreams of doors that close too softly. Footsteps that never echo.
And the man at the end of the hall -

Something had begun long before he arrived.

And it was waiting to finish with him.