Chapter 99

Shlok's POV

Within the cottage's modest confines, I unearthed the fundamentals of living: utensils, furniture, and more. Yet, tucked away, I discovered treasures vital for our journey—a torch, a trusty Swiss knife, a pistol, and scarce ammunition. Safeguarding these finds discreetly, I lamented leaving behind my own firearm in the haste of our departure from the hotel, a decision now haunting me as Gauravi's safety became my paramount concern.

A peculiar sight greeted me amidst my exploration—an eerie scarecrow, its ghostly visage illuminated by fluorescent glow, perhaps a deterrent to unwelcome visitors.

Venturing outdoors to get the fruits from the trees, I unexpectedly crossed paths with members of the gang, a confrontation that ended lethally in my favor. With fruits in hand, I returned to find Gauravi absent, igniting a panic within me that drove me to search for her, only to stumble upon a chilling tableau—her supine form amidst the gras