Morning came, and Adhiraj found himself in his room, still drowsy from sleep. Suddenly, he felt water droplets on his face, jolting him awake. Opening his eyes, he saw Annahita standing before him, draped in a beautiful red transparent saree. Water dripped from her hair, and she appeared like an angel descended from the sky.

Confusion clouded Adhiraj's mind. Why was Annahita in his room, looking so enchanting? But beneath her angelic facade, he sensed something ominous, as if she were a messenger of death, come to claim his soul.