Setting: Zayyan's Mansion — Midnight, Lower Wing Corridor
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The moonlight barely filtered through the narrow ventilation slots. Everything was quiet — too quiet.
Mahi sat on the edge of the velvet couch, eyes fixed on the tray of untouched dinner. Her fingers trembled just slightly as they held the metal spoon.
She had been here six days.
And she had observed everything.
The guard schedule: One passed the hallway every 45 minutes.
The lock system: Keypad based, but only one code used by Zayyan himself.
And tonight… he hadn't visited her.
Something in her clicked.
Mahi (to herself):
"If he won't let me leave… I'll find my own way out."
She walked to the bathroom door, unscrewed the mirror bolt using the edge of the spoon, and pulled out the small shard — sharp enough to cut, but light to hide.
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🕛 Midnight
A soft knock.
Mahi slipped behind the door, holding her breath.
The guard entered to check if she was asleep.
He didn't even see her coming.
She hit his neck from behind with the shard, not enough to kill — but enough to stun. The guard fell, groaning. She reached into his jacket and yanked out the keycard.
Her heart pounded like a war drum.
Mahi (whispers):
"You can do this… just move…"
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🏃♀️ Corridor
The hallway was lined with cameras. But she had studied the blind spot — a 10-second window at the stair corner.
She bolted through it, barefoot, clutching the stolen guard's jacket and keycard.
She reached the garage area.
Locked.
Her hands shook as she slid the card through.
Beep. Denied.
Again.
Beep. Denied.
Mahi (panic rising):
"No no no—come on—"
Beep. Access Granted.
The door clicked open.
Just as she stepped into the cold garage air—
A voice rang behind her:
> "Going somewhere, Mahi?"
She froze.
Zayyan stood in the shadows, dressed in black, eyes burning with betrayal… and heartbreak.
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🎭 Final Confrontation of the Scene
Zayyan (slowly walking toward her):
"I told you… you're not a prisoner. You're mine. Why do you keep running?"
Mahi (firmly):
"Because you're insane. You think obsession is love. You don't get to choose for me."
She raised the shard again — even though her hands shook.
Mahi:
"If you want me here, you'll have to bleed for it."
For a moment, Zayyan just stared at her. His jaw tightened. But then… he stepped back.
Zayyan (coldly):
"So be it."
He whistled. Guards rushed in.
Mahi ran — but they caught her, too many hands, too fast.
Zayyan walked up and looked her in the eye.
Zayyan (softly):
> "You made me do this. I didn't want to hurt you. But now… you'll stay. Until you forget his name."
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🎬 Scene Ends:
As Mahi is dragged back, she screams Ahaan's name.
And far away, somewhere in the dark — Ahaan hears it in his dream.
And wakes up in sweat.
> "She's close."
"And she's in danger."