Everyone in the village avoided Kala Jangal after sunset.
Not because of wild animals… but because the forest called people by their names.
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One night, Ayaan heard his name whispered from the trees.
“Ayaan… come back…”
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It sounded like his dead brother.
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His feet moved on their own.
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Inside the forest, the air was cold. The trees leaned closer, like they were listening.
Ayaan saw footprints in the mud—his own, but he hadn’t made them yet.
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Suddenly, the whisper came again, closer this time.
“Ayaan… you forgot me.”
A shadow stepped out from behind a tree.
It had Ayaan’s face… but its eyes were empty and black.
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The shadow smiled.
“This forest remembers everyone who enters,” it said.
“And it keeps one copy forever.”
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The villagers say Ayaan returned that night.
But sometimes, when someone walks near Kala Jangal…
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Two voices answer the same name.
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