The next morning, Jabir woke up early for his morning walk with mirshad .
He turned on the room’s light to wake him, but what he saw made his heart stop.
Mirshad’s body was covered in blood, and the floor around the bed was drenched.
Panic took over.
Jabir shook Mirshad, trying to wake him, but there was no movement.
Desperate, he called Baba, but there was no answer.
Frantic, Jabir called Sara, Baba’s personal assistant.
Sara answered quickly.
“What’s wrong, Jabir?” “Mirshad’s in danger!
He’s covered in blood and not moving!” Sara tried to calm him.
“Stay there.
I’m coming right now.
Don’t panic.” After hanging up, Sara rushed to Baba’s room and knocked on the door.
When Baba opened it, she quickly explained the situation.
Baba and Sara hurried to the boys’ room, which was located outside the house.
When they opened the front door, they froze.
Bodies were lying all over the yard, the aftermath of the previous night’s carnage.
Baba ran ahead to Mirshad’s room, and what he saw shook him further—Jabir was sitting beside Mirshad, crying.
“Baba, look at him!
He’s not waking up!” Jabir sobbed.
Baba checked Mirshad’s pulse and sighed in relief.
“He’s alive.
Call the doctor immediately!” Sara made the call while Baba removed Mirshad’s bloodied clothes to check for injuries.
To his shock, there wasn’t a single wound on Mirshad’s body.
Determined to uncover the truth, Baba stepped outside to inspect the bodies.
Most were lifeless, but one man stirred.
Baba grabbed him, demanding answers.
The man gasped weakly, repeating one word: “Devil…
devil…” before succumbing to death.
Baba’s confusion deepened.
He noticed a CCTV camera pointing at the scene and instructed Sara to check the footage.
When the doctor arrived, he examined Mirshad and confirmed that he was unharmed, albeit exhausted.
Meanwhile, Sara rushed back with the CCTV footage, her face pale.
“Baba, you need to see this,” she said.
In the footage, they saw everything—the fight, the transformation, and the carnage.
None of them could believe their eyes.